Chapter 11

Francis got into his seat and shut the car door.She gave Jake a sad smile and said, weakly, "Well, let's go."Jake did not challenge.

Lucas remained stationary as the vehicle drove off.Rob would need a long time to grieve before he would be willing to go anywhere, so there was little chance that they would survive. He was aware that Ryan had passed away.Which, for some reason, Lucas found to be of no concern at all.He calmly knelt, picked up his aviators, and put them back on his forehead where they belonged.He ignored the thought that this was the end as he raised his shotgun and pointed it at the creature that was closest to him.

Jake had already reached fifty miles per hour when he reached Main Street, which was only a few dozen or so feet from his apartment complex's exit.He barely slowed as he turned and moved into the farthest left lane because there was really no need to worry about traffic.Even when he would go out at two or three in the morning, he had never seen the world so e