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banger bullshit on me but I’m telling you, it’s not going to work. I’m not scared of you.”
    Janet bristled at the implication, ready to go to town on the racist asshole but Malcolm shook his head. “We don’t have time for this.” He turned to Kim. “Are you in or out?”
    Kim appeared torn, glancing between the two sides; Alan on one, Malcolm on the other.
    “You can’t possibly be considering listening to them,” Alan said to Kim. “They are insane. They’ll get you and your kid hurt or killed.”
    “Staying here will get them killed. The government has lost control. Soon enough what’s left of the military is gonna figure that out too. They are going to turn on everyone here. We have to get out of here before that happens.”
    “Go then and take your conspiracy bullshit with you,” Alan said. “You can go find a bunker somewhere to jerk off to Lee Harvey Oswald and Jimmy Hoffa. At least you don’t have to worry about the CIA tapping your phones there.”
    Malcolm laughed. “I’ve never had to worry about that.”
    Malcolm reached into his pocket and pulled out his badge, flashing it at Alan, along with the middle finger.
    “Special Agent Evans, CIA. Asshole.”
    “Bullshit. You probably got that off the internet.”
    “No, it’s true,” Janet said but her attention wasn’t on Alan, it was on Kim. “Everything he’s saying is true. Right now, he’s the one we need to listen to. It’s the only way to stay safe.”
    Kim nodded, tightening her grip on Trey’s shoulder. “We’ll get our things.”
    Alan snorted in disgust, throwing up his hands. “You’re all idiots,” he called out before stomping back to his car, Jenny following silently behind him. Travis remained for a moment, looking at the others, the silent countenance he had maintained during the entire conversation staying in place. He was looking at Malcolm, studying him, but Malcolm paid him no attention.
    “We can head down the road up there, there’s bound to be some abandoned cars further out, people moving up to the highway on foot. We can take one of them and head to a nature preserve a few miles away. It’s high ground, low population. We can spend the night there, plan out our next move.”
    Up ahead headlights cut through the growing darkness and several military trucks pulled up along the shoulder. They stopped about a hundred yards ahead of the overpass and soldiers climbed out. Murmurs went up from the people gathered, some calling out to the soldiers, others talking amongst themselves, wondering what was happening.
    “Come on,” Malcolm said, his voice tight. “We have to get moving now !”
    He hefted the duffel bag onto his shoulder and Janet picked up Ruthie, holding her tight in her arms as she led the boys up the embankment.
    “Fucking idiot. They’re here to bring us to the base.”
    She heard Alan’s voice behind her but she ignored it, focusing on balancing Ruthie in her arms while climbing the steep incline.
    When she reached the guard rail at the top of the overpass she put Ruthie down on the other side before helping the boys over. She ushered them to stand next to one of the cars abandoned on the road before going back to the guardrail. Ana and Jose were carefully picking their way up, the climb a bit more treacherous for their old joints. Jose kept his hands up behind Ana, ready to catch her if she slipped. Kim and Trey followed behind them, carrying their own belongings along with the Garcias.
    Malcolm still stood at the bottom of the embankment, his gaze moving from the group’s ascent to the soldiers down the road. The sound of angry voices split the air and she saw Malcolm drop the bags as he reached behind his back, a gun appearing in his hand a second later. Her attention was pulled away when Ana neared the guardrail and held out a hand for help. Janet leaned over and clasped her hand to help her.
    A sudden explosion ripped through the air and Janet faltered, losing her grip on Ana. The