Prologue

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Prologue

The woman swung the huge armoured vehicle out through the iron gates and turned left onto the poor excuse for a dirt track that ran parallel to the Perimeter. She remembered when Britain was open and free with real roads, pavements even, before all the trouble started.

As she turned, the full glare of the dying evening sun blinded her and she flicked on the windscreen filter.She heard a muffled thud, looked to her left and saw a dark figure lying by the side of the fence. She didn’t stop, but glanced in her wing mirror and made brief eye contact with him as he lifted his head.

‘A man,’ she breathed out, realising she’d been holding her breath for quite a time. She sucked in another lungful of air and felt a lip-biting pang of concern, realising she must have hit him. But everybody knew you didn’t stop for anything outside the Perimeter. Im sure hell be okay. She reasoned, convinced and then banished her conscience.

‘Won’t be long now,’ she said to herself, looking ahead at the vast tract of wilderness.

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