by Jeremy | Nov 29, 2015 | Books, Jeremy Brown | Author Blog, The Race
Vince reeled back from the doorway, his head filled with a white, searing light. The taste of copper filled his mouth and something warm splashed onto his chest. A woman yelled, “The gun! Get the gun!” Hands tore at the sling over his shoulder. Vince tried to push...
by Jeremy | Nov 22, 2015 | Books, Jeremy Brown | Author Blog, The Race
Vince watched the first monitor. Still no video feed. He briefly wondered what Zeek and Don were doing down there, then sorted through the keys on his ring and unlocked one of the steel cabinets against the wall. Boxes of ammunition for the assault rifles were stacked...
by Jeremy | Nov 8, 2015 | Jeremy Brown | Author Blog, The Race
Angie dragged herself through the loose dirt and dust. The stone wall gouged and scraped her back but she didn’t notice. She pulled and kicked and squirmed, knowing at any second a hand was going to clamp onto her ankle and drag her back in, away from the warmth, the...
by Jeremy | Nov 1, 2015 | Books, The Race
Zeek checked the AK-47 to make sure a round was chambered and the magazine was seated securely. He grabbed three more off a shelf and stuffed them into his belt. “Get the cameras working as you go,” Vince said, “so I can make sure things are good down there.” Zeek...
by Jeremy | Oct 25, 2015 | Books, The Race
Angie ran. Her headlamp swung wildly as she bounced between the narrow tunnel walls with her hands in front of her. She stumbled over a dry, dusty wooden beam jutting out of a pile of rubble and almost fell. The thought of whatever Dave had become reaching out of the...
by Jeremy | Oct 17, 2015 | Books, Jeremy Brown | Author Blog, The Race
“Holy shit,” Vince said. “That was exciting. You see that string bean jump on the big guy? Man, I thought they were all done right there.” “They’re getting close to the last cameras we installed,” Don said. Zeek sniffed. “Ol Greasy’ll get it done before they get much...
