“It
was
stressful
enough
when
we
had
to
worry
about
zombie
attacks.
Now
we
have
to
worry
about
the
living,
too.
What
are
we
going
to tell
the
workers
of
North
Platte?”
“They
knew
what
they
were
getting
into
when
they
revolted.”
I took
a
deep
breath.
“What
are
we
going
to
do?”
Quinn
sighed
and
pulled
me closer.
“The
only
thing
we
can do
is
prepare
for
war.”