Ten
Corporal Andrew Jensen accepted a cup of coffee from the waitress with a grateful smile. He was at the tail end of an over-long shift. Captain Wilson had doubled the patrols with Kyle loose. The call from the café to investigate a potential freak had come right when he and his patrol were about to clock off. Sure, it would be a bogus sighting—infected had never been found in daylight, with or without sunglasses, in the entire history of their existence—Andy had agreed to check it out.
He glanced up when the young woman who’d caused the confusion rose from her table and headed to the restroom. Andy put his empty mug down on the counter and urged his patrol to finish their coffees.
‘I know it can’t be her, but I swear that girl fits the description of the one Kyle took underground las
