Eric was helpless.
The grenade fragments hadn't managed to pierce his armor, but these people were something else. They didn't even bother to check if he was dead before lobbing grenades at him.
His body was already wracked with pain from being mauled by zombies, and after the explosion, he was almost completely numb.
When he hit the ground, he found himself closer to the armored vehicle, now within the defensive perimeter of a woman. Eric had no intention of provoking these people further. His plan was simple: play dead until they left and then slip away.
But this woman was different.
First, she wasn't wearing a police uniform like the others, nor did she carry herself with that same cocky, thug-like swagger as they strutted around with their rifles. And second, after seeing Eric get
