Axel POV
I counted the number of water bottles in the cart that was being loaded into the trunks to be taken to camp. Each water bottle was mixed with a new drug that Dr. Gatlin had been working on. It was easier to give the drug to the people this way than to tell them upright, because most infected in camp have given up on the idea of surviving, and I didn't want to stir their hopes up again. They won't drink it if they know what is in it.
"This is my job, not yours," Carl said. He just finished loading the first trunk and directed the men with him on what to do about the next trunks.
I knew that Carl was talking to me, but I chose to ignore him until he came closer to my side.
"Knowing what's in that water makes me feel less inclined to drink it." Carl gagged a little to himself. He
