The Red Rider by JB Trepagnier

The Horseman of War is on the scene and nothing about the apocalypse prepared me for Dice.

I thought Aeron and his murdering horse were crazy. Try everything about Dice. I’ll bet his murder horse is even worse than Aeron’s. We’ve moved from Mexico to Dice’s base in Florida. If you’re wondering where all the military ended up after the war, they all follow the Horseman of War now. It must be his angel superpower because not only does he have planes and firepower here, he’s got people that can use them. He’s got people all over the freaking world.

I don’t know the first thing about war. In fact, I slept through World War III. Dice has bombs ferreted away, but we aren’t using them to light my father’s ass up and send him back to Hell. The three Horsemen I’ve met so far have some long-term plan. So, Dice is fiddling with explosives to make them into a delivery device for Leif’s zombie killing serum without blowing the rest of humanity to kingdom come.

Did I mention the part where we are letting a dude with a bright red mohawk and rainbow suspenders play with bombs? Because that part has me a little worried and I’ve already been chased by zombies and dealt with five trucks full of Nazis.