Initially, the adults were cool toward me; I was a stranger, new and untried, and yet another mouth to feed. It was the same back in the Fringe. But after Zeke told my story, with even more hatred and anger for the vampires than I had first embellished, they regarded me with newfound sympathy, awe and respect. I was relieved; in one fell swoop, I had won over this group of strangers without having to say or prove anything at all. Well, actually, it was Zeke who did the winning, but I wasn’t going to complain. Staying with these people would be hard enough without immediate suspicion and distrust.
“All right, listen up, everyone!” Zeke called after introductions were made. “Dawn is about two hours away, and it’s too late to continue on tonight. So we’re setting up camp here. Now, listen, I need the first and second watch doubled until sunrise. Darren and I didn’t see any rabids in the area, but I don’t want to take chances. Allison…” He turned in my direction, surprising me. “Did you see any rabids when you first came in?”
“No,” I replied, thrilled at what he was doing. Including me, making me a part of the group. “The road was clear.”
“Good.” Zeke turned back to the others. “Most of the apartment rooms are fairly clear and have concrete floors, so we’ll be safe there. Everyone get some rest while they can. Jeb wants an early start tomorrow night.”
The group broke into organized chaos, moving slowly into the apartment complex. I stood beside Zeke, watching them, and caught several curious glances, especially from the kids and young people. Ruth glared daggers as she led Caleb into the apartment ruins, and I smiled back nastily.
“Ezekiel.” Jeb appeared again, coming from nowhere to stand before us.
“Sir.”
Jeb put a hand on his shoulder. “I want you to take first watch tonight with the others. At least until dawn. It’s not that I don’t trust Jake and Darren, but I want someone more experienced in a town like this. Make sure the demons don’t creep up on us in our sleep.”
“Yes, sir.”
Jeb’s gaze shifted to me and back again. “Take Allison with you. Tell her how things are done here. She can start contributing to the group today.”
Oh, great. I hope they don’t expect me to take watch in the daylight hours. How am I going to get out of this?
Jeb suddenly looked right at me, and something in those flinty eyes made me want to back away, snarling. “You don’t mind, do you girl?”
“Not at all,” I replied, staring him down, “if you ask me nicely.”
Jeb’s eyebrow twitched. “Ezekiel, will you excuse us a moment?” he asked in his not-really-a-question voice. Zeke gave me a helpless look but immediately nodded and left, walking back toward the gate.
I raised my chin and faced Jebbadiah Crosse, defiant smirk firmly in place. If this crazy old man wanted to lecture me, he was in for a surprise. I wasn’t afraid of him, I wasn’t part of his flock, and I was more than ready to tell him what he could do with his lecture.
Jeb regarded me with no expression. “Do you believe in God, Allison?”
“No,” I said immediately. “Is this the part where you tell me I’m going to hell?”
“This is hell,” Jebbadiah said, gesturing to the town around us. “This is our punishment, our Tribulation. God has abandoned this world. The faithful have already gone on to their reward, and he has left the rest of us here, at the mercy of the demons and the devils. The sins of our fathers have passed on to their children, and their children’s children, and it will continue to be so until this world is completely destroyed. So it doesn’t matter if you believe in God or not, because He is not here.”
I blinked at him, speechless. “That’s…”
“Not what you were expecting?” Jeb gave a bitter smile. “It is useless to offer words of hope when you have none yourself. And I have seen things in this world to make me certain that God is no longer watching us. I am not here to preach His message or to convert the entire world—it is far too late for that.
“However,” he continued, giving me a hard stare, “these people expect me to lead them to our destination. I expect Ezekiel has already told you about Eden. Know this—I will allow nothing—nothing—to keep us from our goal. I will do whatever it takes to reach it, even if it means leaving a few behind. Those who cannot contribute, or those who cause problems, will be cast out. I give you this warning now. Make of it what you will.”
“You’re still hoping to reach your Promised Land even though you don’t believe in it?”
“Eden is real,” Jeb said with utter confidence. “It is a city, nothing more. I have no illusions of a Promised Land or Paradise. But there is a human city, one with no vampires, and that is enough to keep us searching.
“I cannot offer them God,” Jebbadiah continued, looking back toward the apartments. “I wish I could, but He is far from our reach. But I can give them hope of something better than this.” His expression hardened. “And perhaps, when we reach Eden, I can offer something more.”