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was sure was still on my face.
    “You said you had a girl that these bastards had hurt back at your camp.”
    “So?”
    “If you are helping her, and you killed these guys to stop them, that tells’ me enough to risk it. We don’t have too much choice here.” Cass said.
    I was far too tired and in too much pain to argue so just said, “Fine, but you will have to get him in the car, my ankle is hurt.”
    She agreed and ran off back to the building. She disappeared inside and returned a moment later with her brother in tow. He was mobile but that was about it. His face was swollen and I doubted he could even see out of his eyes they were that puffed up.
    Cass helped him into the back seat before closing it and moving to stand beside my door. “You move over. If your ankle is hurt it’s probably best that I drive.”
    With a grunt I slid across to the passenger seat as she climbed in. Despite the condition of the buildings this farm had a number of items that we could use and someone would have to come back and do a thorough search. For now though I just wanted to get some rest. I gave Cass some directions and she reversed slowly down the driveway.
    We drove slowly without any lights at my insistence. I was in no condition to fight any zombies that may be attracted to our headlights. Cass was a careful driver and soon pulled up beside the van with no real problems.
    We clambered out of the Land Rover as the door opened and Pat looked out. I called him over to help and after a quick word with someone inside he ran over to join us.
    “What happened to you?” he asked as I limped around the front of the Land Rover. I must have looked terrible, once again covered in blood and I was feeling every ache. I waved away his questions and instructed him to help Cass with Gregg.
    Pat was happy to do so and I made my way slowly to the front door. Lily was standing in the doorway arms crossed as I awkwardly approached. “Are you going to let me in?” I asked with some concern when she didn’t move. I wondered if she had decided I was no longer welcome.
    She stared at me a moment before stepping aside and I did my best to get past her without putting any weight on my sore ankle.
    “Go sit in the living room and get that foot elevated” she said as I passed. “I will be in to join you soon. We need to talk.”
    I resisted the urge to groan. I was in no mood to talk about anything and I was fairly sure I knew what she would say. I just hoped she would allow me a few days to get fully mobile before kicking me out.
    My coat was removed and placed as neatly as possible on a hook beside the front door before I went and collapsed onto the couch. It was comfy enough and the coffee table was a convenient height to place my foot on. I managed to remove my shoes with only a little extra pain and tried my best to relax as I listened to the others bustle around in the rooms beyond.
    Above the mantle a clock ticked as it kept time. I was really beginning to hate the sound of a ticking clock. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend it wasn’t there.
    I was beginning to doze as the sound of the door opening roused me. Lily walked in with two mugs held in her hands. She placed one before me and I was delighted to see that it was a hot cup of tea.
    “How’s your ankle?” Lily asked sitting in the chair to the side.
    “Painful but I will live.” I told her as I picked up and sipped the tea. It was lightly sweetened and after barely having enough water to drink for a week, more than welcome.
    “They are dead then?”
    “Oh definitely they are, yes.” I said with a genuine smile at the memory.
    “Good. I know I shouldn’t be happy about it, but I am. They didn’t deserve to live.”
    I nodded in agreement and wondered where this was going.
    “Liz is upstairs asleep, in case you were wondering.” Lily said and I shrugged not sure what to say. “You weren’t wondering though were you?” she asked.
    “I imagine that if anything had