walk that the zombies have, but sometimes you ain't sure. I seen addicts walkin' around the same way. So I waited and checked it out. Definitely zombies. You get close enough and you can smell 'em. I don't think they leave the yard at all, probably eat the rats. I don't know where they come from but I don't care. If we nail both of them, that's six hundred bucks and we ain't splittin' that even. There's probably a lot more. You get paid for what you catch. I get a cut of everything because I brought all the stuff. Anybody got a problem with that?”
No one did.
Lodi nodded his approval. “Shawn, you're with me. And since this is your first time, we'll take Everett.” He motioned to one of the three men that Shawn didn't know. Everett was tall and dark, thin with high cheekbones and a large flat nose. Underneath his coat, Shawn couldn't tell if he was toned or not but his hands had long fingers with visible veins. “Brian, you and your girlfriend can have your date. Luthor, you and Worm together. That okay with everyone?”
They all nodded.
Lodi unzipped the other duffles and pulled out backpacks with supplies in them. As promised, there was rope and there were cuffs and rubber balls. Everyone got a backpack. Everyone got a small and thin flashlight. “Don't use the light if you don't have to,” was Lodi's last piece of advice.
The fence had two access points. The first was a large gate that wheeled aside for vehicle access. It was around the corner. That one was locked up tight with two padlocks. A guardhouse stood just inside but there was no guard. Even still, Lodi led them in the other direction. A small gate, the size of a door, was attached to the fence around the other side, closer to the buildings. There was a padlock on the gate but Lodi had a key. Everyone wondered about the key but no one asked. Swinging the gate open, Lodi stepped through and off to the side. He waited while the others came through. Then he closed the gate and replaced the padlock.
“What's that all about?” Brian asked. “Don't lock it.”
“Hey! I been casing this place for over a week. Every once in a while, someone comes by to check the locks. If they ain't in place, we're screwed.”
“And if you get killed, we're trapped in here with the zombies.”
Lodi snorted. “You want out? I'll let you out right now.”
Brian didn't want out.
“Then shut up. Go your separate ways. Be careful. If you get into trouble, give a shout. Better to split the money than get bit.”
Shawn, Lodi, and Everett moved away from the others. Lodi grinned in the dark. He knew where to look for the first two zombies. After that the others would have just as much of a chance of finding game as they would. But they'd at least get a head start.
He led them away from the piles of material and toward the buildings. As they got closer, Shawn could see broken windows and rusted doors. Everything seemed to be locked up tight but he was sure that Lodi could gain them access to any one of those buildings. Shawn did not like the idea of wandering around inside a cold and dark building in the middle of the night.
The first building they passed was a tall grey structure. It looked like an office building, but most of the windows were broken. As they rounded the corner, they could see a door hanging open. Lodi gave it a wide berth, his eyes always on that opening. When they were past, he quickened his pace and headed for a small building, only two stories high, with large windows, most of which were intact. As they close in, Lodi slowed and reached into his waistband. From it his pulled a pistol.
“Where the hell'd you get that?” Everett asked.
Lodi smiled. “I inherited it on the last hunt.”
"You can't shoot that out here," Everett pressed. "It'll bring every zombie in the place down on us."
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