Goldstein, and the three of us holding on for dear life. Ashley laughed after she sideswiped a broken down car. “God damn it,” she said. “Why did I give this up?” I had a pretty good idea. I’d rather deal with zombies than Ashley’s driving. The car jerked back and forth as she got used to the pedals. I was about to lose my lunch. I hoped the transmission would survive. “Christ,” Dave said from the front passenger seat. Ashley laughed again. She turned on the radio and hit the scanner. I expected the scan to go straight through but suddenly it stopped to a long chipping sound. “What is it?” Tanya asked. “I don’t know.”