James sat impatiently behind the wheel as truck after truck passed by the alleyway,
"Why are there so many cars? What is so important that there looking for?" He asked in frustration.
"The EU doesn't take too kindly to people taking there stuff and running. But if I had to guess, that asset you stole is the main priority." Spear said.
"Screw you, Carly isn't an "asset" she's my sister, and there not going to by her." Susan replied defensively.
Then a passing truck stopped and shouted could be heard from outside the ally.
"Fuck they saw us!" James exclaimed and slammed the car into reverse. The car just barely made it out of the right ally and once they were out he sped forward.
"Okay, looks like we lost them--oh fuck me!" The police officer sighed as he saw tire spikes thrown out on the road,
"Everybody hold on, I'm talking this thing off road!" the driver stated and steered the military van of the road, down the hill and onto another road below. The passengers were shaken while James drove wildly to avoid the EU convoy.
Just as they thought they were in the clear, the car turned a corner and the group was greeted by a large group of zombies. The panicking man looked back and saw the military getting close, guns starting to hit the thick metal of their car. He looked ahead, back at the hoard of undead that started to take notice of their presence and started shuffling towards them.
"A rock and a hard place..." James though to himself.
It was a tough decision, he looked at the others for their opinion.