“Where the hell did you get a boot gun?” Dawn asked.  Ingmar blushed and couldn’t meet her stare.  Aiguo came to his rescue.
“It doesn’t matter how he got it.  If he can fire it, we have a chance of stopping this guy.  We just need to find him and shoot first.”
“With the tower destroyed, Underwood will likely retreat to the beach house until things are settled.”
“But there is a city full of zombies between here and the bay.”
“I can get you there,” Dorothy said.  “I specialize in unlikely accidents, and I’ve been clearing routes all day.”

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