Chapter Twenty-Three
We followed Billie until we reached the service station where he was supposed to meet up with Tiny. It was located near a short stretch of farmland, where there wasn’t much more of anything else. Thankfully, there didn’t appear to be any zombies, either.
The guys got out with their weapons and quickly cased the area for walking dead, but found nothing. Not even Tiny, Henry’s grandson.
“I’m going to see if I can get through to your mom,” said my dad, pulling out his cell phone. “She hasn’t contacted me in a while, and I’m starting to get very worried.”
“I’ll fill up the tank,” said Sara.
“Wait, I gotta try and locate that generator inside. Tiny’s got one for the fuel pumps,” said Henry.
“I’ll come with you,” said Sara.
“No, I’ll do it,” said Billie.
“When is Tin
