Chapter 42

The molotov cocktail soared through the air, through the room towards the door, catching the glow from the whites of the eyes of those nearby. It crashed into the bit of wall just beside the opening of where the door used to be, showering those closest to it in flames. The screams came immediately as the mobs forward charge was halted within seconds, their cries and pleas for escape were soon far enough away for the group to approach the doorway.

Joshua ran to Ivory and took the rifle from her, aiming down the sights beside Richard, ready to shoot whoever dared to enter. There they stood, watching the silhouettes of the wouldbe intruders fade into the horizon; some left their torches and weapons behind to symbolize their surrender.