Free Adrian's Undead Diary (Book 5): Wrath by Chris Philbrook Page A

likelihood of being his. It’s either that, or she got plowed up good and proper within days of moving into the farm. According to what Blake says, she wasn’t that kind of girl.
    Now I’ve said the same thing about a few girls, and the test of time has proven that we frequently do not know people as well as we think we do. I’m not saying this Kim chick is a whore by any means. I am saying it’s possible she maybe had too much to drink, and something happened with one of the men inside those farm fences.
    Blake insists that child is his, and frankly, the circumstantial evidence agrees with him. It is highly unlikely that she had consensual sex with a new person right off the bat. Possible? Sure. Likely? No, not really.  
    There’s a darker side to this. You’ll note I said consensual sex. It is unlikely she randomly decided to get knocked up. There is a small chance that she was… impregnated. Against her will. There’s some logic in that train of thought, because why else would there be six pregnant women, all clearly knocked up since June of last year? What sensible woman would seek out pregnancy with the world the way it is now? What guy for that matter would want to make babies already? The world is so fucking far from being suitable for intentional childbirth it’s not even funny. We don't even need to discuss the scale of childbirth they're looking at there. Multiple pregnant women.
    So where does that leave us? What the fuck do we do with this information, right? I mean, do we confront these people based only on Blake’s accusations? And honestly, what do we have? She did go there willingly, and if we went there, and she said as much, then what? Blake mentally shits the bed, goes on a shooting rampage, and everyone dies for nothing. If she says she’s being held there against her will, then we what? Arm up, lay siege, and liberate a half dozen impregnated women?  
    I can see how that ends. I don’t need to dream about it first to know that people will fucking die.
    If that’s his kid, I guess he has a right to see it. If it were my kid, I’d rip a mountain apart stone by fucking stone to get to him or her. I don’t know. With Blake right there the best we told him was that starting tomorrow, we’d do a more industrial hands on recon mission of the farm. I’m a little more experienced in this kind of work than he is, and frankly, he is only going to see what he wants to see. Fresh, unbiased eyes are needed for this to make sense, and go down right. By right, I mean with no bloodshed. I’d really like to avoid another Westfield. Too many folks died for nothing. Well, not for nothing, but arguably for not enough.
    I’m doing it myself, alone. My ribs are good enough to do it, and if I have to, I’ll chew ibuprofen all fucking day to make sure it gets done. Blake seemed very happy to hear that I was taking this on personally. We told him we would talk to him again, at the safe house downtown, at noon on the 7 th . We were already going to be downtown to meet with the Manning girls at 9am, so it went hand in hand to kill two birds with one stone.
    Seriously though, fuck that asshole. I’m really pissed at him right now. I told him he owed me hard, and that the only thing he could do to make it right was to use that fucking garage and do some work on our cars. Of course now, I don’t trust him nearly as much as I did before, and I didn’t trust him for shit before.  
    He practically begged me to let him make right by us, and Gilbert said after that he felt Blake was honest on that at least. After Blake left we all agreed that this has been the wrench in his works all this time. Our new theory is that on some level he saw us as a means to an end. He had the farm problem, knew about it all along, and once we met him and made friends, he decided to try and bring us to bear to help him on his problem.
    Are we right? Who fucking knows? I supposed we can corner him again and ask him, but that might push