Friday, February 20, 2009 12:19 AM
Chapter Four: Finding Confidence
None of the radio stations were working.
Were the people at the broadcasting stations affected too? How much of the world was being plagued by this? So many questions flooded my mind, and I didn’t have any answers. I knew everything would become clear in time, but would I live long enough to know the answers? Traffic was a breeze, there weren’t anyone on the roads and the traffic lights were dead. One hand on the steering wheel, I opened the glove compartment and reached inside. I felt something. Cold metal. I pulled it out, and just as I suspected – It was a handgun. On the side of the barrel it read “M&9 Pro”.
Probably the model. The logo was definitely Smith and Wesson. I checked the remaining of the glove box and found a box of 9mm Parabellum caliber bullets.
This is good. A fruit knife wouldn’t be any good in protecting me for long, i thought. I packed the box of bullets into the backpack that was lying in the backseat and tucked the fruit knife on my left, between my belt, and the gun on my right. Froumann Inc. was just up ahead. I knew that the answers to some of my questions would be answered soon –
Was she still alive?
