After meeting with his crew, Eamon laid out the operation details and called it a day. He distributed a large portion of the food they'd scavenged from various buildings, allowing his men to eat their fill and rest for half a day.
The next morning, on Day 14 of the apocalypse, Eric stood at the reinforced window, watching anxiously. He called over Cormac, who was playing baseball with Ethan. "They haven't made a move in over twelve hours. I'm worried they're planning something."
Cormac didn't seem particularly concerned by the lull. "Maybe they're just tired. We were exhausted after the last two days of tailing them."
Eric considered this. It made sense. But before another wave of unease could settle over him, the familiar sound of car horns drifted in from outside. He looked out to see
