Snippet Sunday

Sorry guys I have been so busy with my day job I haven't had time to keep up. But I can tell you I am back and ready to roll this month. I have am hosting a blog tour for Dakota Trace, I have a blog hop coming up and possible book news soon too!!

So today I have a snippet from my WIP it is a zombie story. I love me some zombies. What I love more is the world after a zombie outbreak. I mean we are all human and when there are just a few survivors left what will happen? Here is a little tease.

“You can’t be serious we have to fix that,” Dan said.
Ted shook his head. “Different world new laws. Let’s just try to stay away from them.”
“If that was me in that tree would you just leave me?” Dan asked.
“Depends I might be up there with you two,” Ted said.
“Come on Dan,” one of the other guys shouted.
“Fuck this,” Dan said and pulled out his 22. He precisely shot each in the head. He got back into the truck with Ted shaking his head and scanning the area for zombies.
“What did you do before everything went to hell?” Dirk asked Dan.
“I was a killer. Trained by the government to kill bad guys.”
“Oh, you see Afghanistan?”
“Afghanistan and Desert Storm and a few all around those. There were wars they never talked about.”
“Dude if you get him started he’ll tell you how he took out Osama Bin Laden,” Al whispered to Dirk.
“And maybe he did,” Ted said.
“What happened?” Dirk said.
“They retired me,” Dan said looking back at the bodies hanging in the tree.
Dirk looked at Al who touched his nostril pretending to snort something. Dirk understood that. He had sold a lot of hard shit on the streets starting when he was sixteen mostly to help feed his sisters. His mom tried to snag her one alcoholic bastard after another, so someone had to look after the girls. He didn’t do a very good job of it. One had gotten aids from one of her johns she died early the other went to prison after killing the latest step daddy. He tried to crawl in bed with her and she stabbed him repeatedly. She was killed in prison six months later. He shook his head and the bad memories away.
“You okay?” Al asked him.
“Yeah,” Dirk said as they entered the town.
They were on look out. They saw nothing. No deaders no people. The trucks slowly rolled through the town. They stopped at a grocery store. Ted motioned for half the team to keep watch outside as he led a team inside. Dirk went along inside. Inside they found the place picked clean.
“Damnit,” Ted said as he looked around at the empty shelves. “Let’s get the hell out of this place and get back home. There is nothing left out here for us.”
“Uh boss,” Dan said sticking his head inside the store for them.
“We are coming out,” he said.
“You really need to come out here now,” Dan said voice a little off key. Unlike him to get jumpy, Ted walked outside and heard it. It sounded like children laughing.
“Do you think it is some kind of recording?” Al asked.
 “I think it is real laughter,” Dan whispered.
“No way,” Al replied. “How?”
“Lets go find out,” Ted said. He led them down a few different streets until they got closer to the laughter. They stopped at the gated fence where children were playing with something chained to the fence.
“What the fuck?” Dirk said as he watched the chained zombie reach for the three children. One of the kids shot him with a paintball gun and the three would giggle.
“Hey there,” Ted called out to them.
They looked over at the group of men with guns and screamed. They ran off disappearing behind a building. 
“Well now that was rather rude,” he said.
A few minutes went by and a few men dressed in ragged clothing came out holding their own guns. “Hey there,” one of the men said. “Why you going around scaring little kids.”
“We didn’t mean too. I just said hey.”