We slid to a halt, just behind the abandoned car Martinez and Bryant had left and rolled out of our car low and fast. They had left their car with the doors still open, and the engine still running, and made off towards the underbrush. Their tracks were clearly outlined in the snow. Turning, I told McNutty to get help out to the mall as fast as possible, and then I went after the two through the underbrush with Flannery following behind me.
Slipping and sliding through the underbrush, the mud, and the snow, I thought I could hear the two of them ahead of me as they crashed through the underbrush. At the bottom of the hill was the shopping mall, with its countless paved acres of asphalt filled with parked cars. They were in a hurry to make their escape by finding a car in the parking lot w
