shut and ran for the driver side. She yanked on the handle, but the door didn’t budge. She pounded on the glass.
“Unlock the door, Jimmy!”
Jimmy just stared at her for a minute. Sarah looked over her shoulder. One of those things was standing less than five feet away from her.
“Jimmy, what the fuck are you doing? Unlock the fucking door! Let me in!”
Slowly, as if he were in a trance, Jimmy reached for the door and flicked the lock. Sarah snatched the door open. As she climbed into the seat, the thing behind her broke into a run. Sarah slammed the door behind her and locked it just in time. The rest of the runners surrounded the car, while the slower monsters stiffly walked toward it, angling themselves so that when they reached the truck, they could close it in.
“The keys, Jimmy. Give me the keys!”
“I thought you said you couldn’t drive,” Jimmy shouted as he fumbled the keys out of his pocket.
He jammed the key in the ignition and cranked it. The second the engine sparked to life, Sarah jerked the truck into gear and floored it.
“I lied,” she said, as the truck clobbered the runners in front and sped out of the parking lot.
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When they’d put a few miles between them and the rest stop, Sarah finally let herself relax.
“What the fuck was that?” Jimmy yelled.
“A swarm, I’m guessing,” Sarah replied, almost calmly.
“We need to find another place to stop,” Jimmy said. “That gas is only going to last about fifty miles. I can’t believe we just left. What about Mr. Bailey and the others? Those things are going to be a problem for them.”
“They had weapons. Even that kid, Marcus, was packing.”
“Yeah, but how many of them do you think are as good at shooting as you?”
“What were we going to do? Stay in the parking lot and die? Lead those things right to them? All the runners followed us. The walkers seem to go where the runners go, so they’ll leave, too. But you know as well as I do that no matter what choice I made back there, we’re all gonna die if someone doesn’t figure out what the fuck is going on and fix it.”
“It’s the zombie apocalypse.”
“You keep saying that, but those things don’t act like any zombie movie I’ve ever seen.”
“Where are we going, Sarah?”
“I told you. Aberdeen.”
“Right. Aberdeen, then Quantico. But we’re not military personnel.”
“Khalid is.”
“Khalid is married to your sister, not you. You’re not close enough relation. They’ll send you packing. They’ll definitely send me on my way. I’m not related to any of you.”
Jimmy watched Sarah’s face for a moment. She locked her eyes on the road and tried to maintain a blank expression.
Jimmy wasn’t fooled. “You know all this. We’re only stopping at those places to see if your family’s there. So what’s our end game. Where are we going?”
“To Max’s parents’ cabin in Big Bear Lake.”
“What? Sarah, that’s all the way across the country! Why don’t we all just go back to Khalid’s house? It seemed relatively safe.”
“Because I have to find Max, Jimmy. Max is going to Big Bear Lake. And so is Khalid.”
“Great. We get to rub elbows with all the muckety-muck zombie celebrities. That’ll be fun.”
Sarah laughed.
“If we don’t have to pick our way around blocked roads and search for gas,” she said, “we can probably get there in a week. We probably could have gotten there in four days before the…” Sarah grinned and glanced at Jimmy, “zombie apocalypse.”
Jimmy rolled his eyes. “The dick’s parents have a cabin in Big Bear Lake? Lucky bastards.”
“Yep. We’ve vacationed there a couple times. It’s beautiful.” Sarah said. Then, “Fuck.”
Jimmy looked out the windshield. “Fuck. Where’d that come from?”
Sarah jammed the car into park