Day Zero. Chris Jayne

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Minute Zero

      Published by Inferis Publishing

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      ABCD Graphics and Design, Inc.

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      ©2020

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      No part of the book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

      Chris Jayne

      Minute Zero

      EBook ISBN: 978-1-64563-507-9

      Print ISBN: 978-1-64563-508-6

      Audio ISBN: 978-1-64563-509-3

      v1

      Cover Art by ABCD Graphics & Design

      This book contains fantasy themes appropriate for mature readers only. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books' or the author's advocating any non-consensual sexual activity.

      Contents

      I. Day Zero

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

      II. One Week Earlier

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 21

       Chapter 22

       Chapter 23

       Chapter 24

       Chapter 25

       Chapter 26

       Chapter 27

       Chapter 28

       Chapter 29

       Chapter 30

       Chapter 31

       Chapter 32

       Chapter 33

       Chapter 34

       Chapter 35

       Chapter 36

       Chapter 37

       Chapter 38

       Chapter 39

      Part I

Day Zero

      Chapter 1

      Lori

      Monday

      11 AM Mountain Time

      Graystone Rest Area, I90, Montana

      Lori Dovner dried her hands on a paper towel, then froze as she caught her own reflection in the grimy restroom mirror. A punk rock college student after a rough night out stared back, pale, utterly disheveled. She looked nineteen, short spikes of black hair everywhere.

      What happened to the most sought-after private chef in Miami? What happened to the thirty four year old mother of two? Her friends and clients back home would certainly be shocked to see her now. People invited her into their homes and opened their kitchens to her, expecting her to make an excellent impression on their guests, and she never met the public without carefully-tasteful makeup, an expensive handbag, good shoes. Now, she wore no cosmetics, her careless appearance exacerbated by the tacky plastic sunglasses she’d taken to wearing in public, so stupidly large that they approached Elton John proportions. Nevertheless they had the desired effect: her five year old had cried the first time he’d seen her, and she didn’t