The Road to Woodbury (The Walking Dead: The Governor Series, Book 2)
Robert Kirkman, Jay Bonansinga
The zombie plague unleashes its horrors at the suburbs of Atlanta unexpectedly, pitting the residing opposed to the lifeless. stuck within the mass exodus, Lilly Caul struggles to outlive in a chain of ragtag encampments and improvised shelters. however the Walkers are multiplying. Dogged through their feral starvation for flesh and crippled by way of worry, Lilly is dependent upon the safety of excellent Samaritans by way of looking safe haven in a walled-in city as soon as referred to as Woodbury, Georgia.
At first, Woodbury feels like an ideal sanctuary. Squatters barter companies for nutrition, humans have roofs over their heads, and the barricade expands, becoming more advantageous on a daily basis. better of all, a mysterious self-proclaimed chief named Philip Blake retains the electorate in line. yet Lilly starts off to suspect that every one isn't because it turns out. . . . Blake, who has lately began to name himself The Governor, has tense rules approximately legislations and order.
Ultimately, Lilly and a band of rebels open up a Pandora’s field of mayhem and destruction once they problem The Governor’s reign . . . and the line to Woodbury turns into the street to hell during this riveting follow-up to Robert Kirkman and Jay Bonansinga's New York Times bestselling The strolling useless: upward thrust of the Governor.
via dirt motes and stripes the ailing and wounded as they slump on their meager, stained bedsheets. Lilly is reminded of Civil warfare encampments and jury-rigged morgues. “Is it simply me,” she says softly, below her breath to her fellow tourists, “or does this position have a peculiar vibe?” “That’s placing it lightly,” Josh says. Megan yawns and stretches. “It yes beats drowsing in Bob’s little dungeon-on-wheels.” “You acquired that right,” Scott is of the same opinion. “I’ll take a shitty cot in a smelly health club any day.
within the chilly wee-hour mild. one of many figures towers over the opposite. Megan acknowledges Josh Lee Hamilton first, after which Lilly, because the ghostly figures pause close to the nook of the barricade 150 yards away. Waves of depression direction via Megan. because the twosome disappears over the fence, the feel of loss drives Megan to her knees, and she or he silently cries within the reeking darkness for what appears like an eternity. * * * “Toss it down, babydoll,” Josh whispers, staring at up at.
Now stand within the jagged beginning of the doorway, gazing the unhappy situation. Bob gazes up and sees the Governor status there, hands crossed opposed to his chest at the glass-littered threshold, assessing the placement along with his crafty, darkish eyes. Bob walks sheepishly over to the doorway. “She’ll be okay,” Bob says confidentially to the Governor. “She’s a little torn up correct now.” “Who can blame her?” the Governor muses. “Lose your meal price ticket like that.” He chews the interior of.
inside her. “Lilly?” She turns and sees Martinez status subsequent to her, his leather-based jacket crisscrossed with a bandolier of bullets. He places a hand on her shoulder. “She used to be a chum of yours, wasn’t she?” “Who is it?” “Nobody informed you?” “Is it Megan?” Lilly pushes her well past Martinez, shoving apart numerous onlookers. “What happened?” Bob Stookey steps into her direction, blocking off her growth, lightly taking her through the shoulders. “Lil, wait, there’s not anything you could do.” “What occurred, Bob?”.
Rebelling opposed to the church, Martinez turns away and thumbs the swap and says in a low voice, “Just stick to the Jeep, and maintain the lighting fixtures off, and permit me comprehend for those who see a roamer.” The Governor regains awareness in levels, blinking and scanning his atmosphere, checking out the power of his bonds—the elastic shackles, nylon rope, and duct tape tight round his mouth. “You have to pay attention this, Blake,” Lilly says to the guy at the corrugated flooring. “‘Governor’ … ‘President’ … ‘King Shit’ ….