asked Jonas as he hopped into the van. It was warm inside, and he was aware that he was covered in blood. Mrs. Danick looked terrible and was still unconscious. “I really don’t know,” said Dakota. “I’ve tried to stop the bleeding, but she really needs proper medical attention. Maybe if we…” “All right, cut it out.” Javier brought the van back onto the road with a bump, and they began to speed up, leaving the grisly carnage behind them. “See what happens when we work together?” “I’d hardly call that working together,” said Jonas as he wiped his face. “You stood and watched me do all the hard graft.” “It’s called delegation, Hamsikker. No point in me getting my hands dirty when I’ve got you to do it for me.” “So that’s how this is going to work? You kidnap us and force us to kill as many zombies as we can, just so you can go on a wild goose chase to find your brother?”
