When the guard jogged inside to report, the corner of Ethan's mouth lifted.
Good. At least you know when to quit.
The guards left outside still stared at Ethan and Skinny Pete with open suspicion.
Mainly because the distance from Clearford City to Goldcrest City was insane. In the apocalypse, it was hard to believe anyone could cross that kind of gap and show up here alive.
"You two are really from Clearford City?"
Ethan rolled his eyes and didn't bother answering.
If he wasn't worried about Skinny Pete's parents—and if he didn't want to start a fight the moment they arrived—he would've just forced his way in. He didn't have time to stand here and chat.
The guard frowned at Ethan's attitude.
In Goldcrest City, government and military personnel naturally saw themselves as a cut above regular survivors—even above most Enhanced. Having an Enhanced act this arrogant right in front of him rubbed him the wrong way.
