"What the hell do you want now?!" Sean snarled, eyes locked on Matt.
Matt gave a slow, smug smile. "Well, since your people already joined me… why don't you three come along too?"
"In your dreams," Sean shot back, voice like ice.
Matt's smile vanished. "Then don't blame me. In the apocalypse, I don't leave threats behind."
He raised a hand. "Kill them."
The moment the words left his mouth, dozens of people surged forward, surrounding Sean, Big Mike, and Skinny Pete.
Just as the first blow was about to land, the ground trembled beneath their feet.
Everyone froze.
A low rumble rolled through the pavement, and then—screams.
They turned toward the sound.
A massive horde of zombies was charging straight at them from down the street.
Faces drained of color. Weapons lowered. The fight forgotten in an instant.
"Inside! Now!" someone shouted.
The whole group scrambled into the supermarket, yanking down the rolling shutter behind them with a loud metallic clatter.
