George Romero didnt mean to save the world any more than Dr. Alexander Kellis meant to almost destroy it, but you cant always choose your lot in life. Most people wouldnt have had the first idea of how to deal with the zombies if it werent for the lessons theyd learned from Romeros movies. Go for the brain; fire works, but only if you dont let the burning zombie touch you; once youre bitten, youre dead. Fans of Romeros films applied the lessons of a thousand zombie movies to the reality of what had happened. They traded details of the attacks and their results over a thousand blogs from a thousand places, and humanity survived.
In interviews, Mr. Romero always seemed baffled and a little delighted by the power his movies had proven to have. Always knew there was a reason people didnt like seeing the zombies win, hed said. If anyone was surprised when he left his body to the government, they didnt say anything. It seemed like a fitting end for a man who went from king of bad horror to national hero practically overnight.
They better not damage any of my equipment, Shaun said, snapping me back to the present. He was scowling at the window again. Some of that stuff took serious barter to get.
Theyre not going to damage your equipment, dumb ass. Theyre the government, were journalists, and they know wed tell everyone in the whole damn world, starting with our insurance agency. I leaned over to hit him in the back of the head. They just need to make sure were not carrying any bombs.
Or zombies, added Buffy.
Or drugs, said Shaun.
Actually, said the senator, stepping into the room, were slightly disappointed by the lack of bombs, zombies, or drugs hidden in your gear. I thought you folks were supposed to be reporters, but there wasnt even any illicit booze.
Were clear? I asked, ceasing my pacing. Shaun and Buffy were already on their feet, nearly vibrating. I understood their anxiety; the senators security crew had their hands on all our servers, which had Buffy unhappy, and on Shauns zombie hunting and handling equipment, which usually makes him so restless that I wind up locking him in the bathroom just to get some peace and quiet. Its times like this that Im truly glad of my role as the hard-nosed reporter in our little crew. Maybe Buffy and Shaun call me a Luddite, but when the government goons take away all our equipment for examination, they lose everything. I, on the other hand, retain my MP3 recorder, cellular phone, notebook computer, and stylus. Theyre all too basic to require much examination.
Of course, I cant keep my hands on the vehicles, which had me almost as restless as my companions. The van and my bike represent the most expensive articles we travel with, and most of our livelihood depends on their upkeep. At the same time, theyre probably the easiest items to repaira good mechanic can undo almost any damage, and my bike isnt that customized. As long as the feds didnt bust up the van, wed be fine.
Youre clear, the senator said. He didnt bat an eye as Shaun and Buffy ran out of the room, despite the fact that neither of them said good-bye. I remained where I was, and after a moment, he turned toward me. I must admit, we were impressed by the structural reinforcements on your van. Planning to last out a siege in that thing?
Weve considered it. The security upgrades were our mothers design. We did the electrical work ourselves.
Senator Ryman nodded as if this explained everything. In a way, it did. Stacy Mason has been the first name in zombie-proof structural engineering for a long time. I have to admit, I dont really understand most of your professional equipment, but the security systems Your mother did a truly lovely job.
Ill give her your compliments. I gestured toward the door. I should join the feeding frenzy. Buffys going to want to start assembling todays footage, and she always goes overboard without me standing over her.
I see. The senator paused for a moment. His voice was uncharacteristically stiff as he continued, I wondered if I might ask you a small favor, Miss Mason.
Ah, the first demand for censorship. I was going to owe Shaun ten bucks; Id been betting that Senator Ryman could make it at least until we hit the actual campaign trail before he started trying to control the media. Keeping my voice level, I said, And that would be, Senator?
Emily. He shook his head, a smile tugging at his lips. I know youll release whatever you want to, and I look forward to having the chance to read and watch it all. I dont figure we caught half the cameras and recorders you three had on yousome of the ones Miss Meissonier was carrying were barely in the range of our sensors, which leads me to believe that she had others we couldnt see at all, and if she ever wishes to pursue a career in espionage, I only pray she offers her services to us firstso youve doubtless got some great footage. And thats fabulous. But Emily, you see, well shes not so comfortable with a lot of media attention.
I looked at him, thoughtfully. So you want me to minimize the use of your wife? That was odd. Emily Ryman was friendly, photogenic, and, except for the horses, just about the sanest politicians wife Id ever met. I expected him to milk her as the asset she was. Shes going to have to feature in this campaign. And if you win
She understands her role in things, and she doesnt mind being written about, but shed rather her picture wasnt used excessively, he said. He was clearly uncomfortable with the request. That made me a lot more likely to grant it. Please. If its at all possible, I would see it as a great personal favor.
Lowering my sunglasses enough to let him see my eyes, I asked, Why?
Because she raises horses. I know you dont approve of keeping mammals that meet the size for Kellis-Amberlee amplification, but youre polite about it. You write articles and you lobby for stricter controls, and thats fine, thats your right as an American citizen. Given your family connections, its even unavoidable. Some people, however, get a little more aggressive.
Youre talking about the bombing in San Diego, arent you? It was the darling of the news feeds for a while, because it was such a huge event: the worlds largest remaining zoo and wild animal conservatory, bombed by activists who believed Masons Law should be used to shut down every facility in the world that kept animals capable of undergoing viral amplification. The same fringe group, in other words, that supports lifting the bans on big-game hunting across the world, and wiping out North Americas large indigenous mammals. They call themselves pro-life, but what they really are is pro-genocide. Their proverbial panties get wet just thinking about the opportunity to go out and slaughter something under the illusion of following the law. Hundreds died in San Diego because of what they did, and Im not just talking about the animals. We got a lot of firsts out of that stunt. First confirmed Kellis-Amberlee transmission through giraffe bite wasnt the weirdest.
Senator Ryman nodded, lips pressed into a thin line. I have three daughters. All of them are at the ranch with their grandparents, waiting for their mother to rejoin them.
Trying to avoid making them a target?
Thats unavoidable, unfortunately. Its the nature of modern politics. But I can keep them out of the spotlight for as long as I can.
I kept my sunglasses pulled down, studying him. Unlike most people, he met my eyes without flinching. Having a wife with retinal KA probably helped with that. Finally, I slid my glasses back into place and nodded. Ill see what I can do.
He offered a quick, boyish smile, his relief showing clearly. Thank you, Miss Mason. Dont let me keep you any longer. Im sure youre anxious to check the state of your vehicles.
If your goons scratched my bike, Ill have to get bitchy, I cautioned, and left the room, following the path Shaun and Buffy had taken to the yard. Leaving Emily out of things would be relatively easy. The way the kitchen was lit meant we could limit footage of her without changing the overall tone of the afternoon, and without being too blatantlooking like youre hiding something is the fastest way to bring the vultures down. Id have to leave it up to Buffy, of course. Shes our graphics wiz.
The interesting part was that he was willing to ask for it at all. Senator Ryman knew hed only get to ask us to leave things out so many times before we started resisting, and once that happened, he wasnt going to be a happy man. So why introduce us to Emily at all, if the introduction meant hed have to use one of his limited get out of jail free cards to keep her out of a puff piece about meeting the candidate over some good old-fashioned fish tacos? It was possible he was just trying to play on our sympathiesGolly, my wife doesnt like to be seen on camera, and it could endanger the kids, so youll be good to us, right?but that didnt seem likely. It seemed a lot more realistic to me that shed wanted the chance to meet us, and he was willing to go along with it, as long as it kept her happy with him. Ive learned to trust my hunches, and they were telling me now that the senator and his wife were generally good folks, with the bad taste to choose politics and horse breeding as their respective careers.
Our vehicles were parked out front. The van had been scrubbed until it gleamed, and even the relay towers were clean. All the chrome on my bike had been buffed until it was almost too bright to contemplate, even through my sunglasses. I dont think that things been this clean since before I bought it, I said, shoving my glasses back up my nose. The sunset was on the way, and as far as I was concerned, it was taking a little too much of its own sweet time about things.
Shaun stuck his head out of the vans rear door and waved, calling, Hey, George! They got the fruit punch stain out of the upholstery!
Really? I couldnt help being impressed. That stain had been in the van since three days after the parents gave it to us, and that was on our eighteenth adoption day. Class A license means Class A equipment, Dad said, and thatwell, that, and roughly three hundred hours of back-breaking workwas that.
And they moved all Buffys wires around, he said, with a certain degree of sadistic glee, before retreating back into the van.
I smothered a smile as I started toward the van, pausing to run one hand down the sleekly polished side of my bike. If the security crew had scratched the paint, theyd also buffed the scratch clean without leaving a trace. It was impressive work.