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across the street…so I hid.”
    “Why didn’t you just throw another rock at us?” Georgie
asked.
    “I was out of rocks. I couldn’t find anymore.”
    “Why are you still outside on the balcony. Why don’t you
come in?” I asked.
    “It’s my family; they’re still on the roof. I need help bringing
them down.”
    “Why do you need help bringing them down?” Georgie asked.
The distrust was damn near dripping from his mouth.
    “They’re hurt.”
    Georgie let out a long breath. Javie was quiet; he doesn’t
really talk much during tense situations. Kingsley slumped against the wall. We
all had an idea why he needed help with his family. We just didn’t have Jaxon
here to handle it for us.
    “ His family had been
bitten .”
    Yup, we learned since the Safe Zone that a person won’t tell
you that they have a contaminated family member. Instead, they tell you they
have an injured family member. It’s hard for them to face the truth…and the
truth is their family member needs to be put down. I think that they’re hoping
the loved one will recover, and they need to protect them from people like us
until they do.
    A lot of people have died believing that. It’s unfortunate,
but they always turn. There is no cure; it’s a death sentence, unless of course
you’re a Regulator.
    Don’t think we’re lucky though. Lucky would be living up in Alaska,
far away from this shit and watching it on the TV.
    “Let’s take a look,” I said.
    I climbed out the window after him. Georgie went with me.
Javie and Kingsley stayed by the stairwell to make sure nothing snuck up on us.
If they were turned, I was hoping Georgie would put them down instead of me. I
didn’t want that on my conscience.
    Once on the balcony, we had to shimmy up the chimney to get
to the roof. It wasn’t too difficult, but I put some scratches on my mp7.
Georgie, being the gun nut that he is, looked at me like I was an idiot.
    There was an indention on the roof between two skylights.
Two figures were there covered in blankets. One of them was moaning and
twisting around. I approached her and saw that it was a little girl. She was as
white as a ghost even in the dark of night. She had a bandage on her arm from
where she was probably bitten and had a gag in her mouth to keep her from
screaming. It looked like she had died just a few hours ago.
    “I didn’t know what to do, so I tied her up. I don’t think
she’s gone all the way. Sometimes she stares at me like she remembers who I
am.”
    For a second, I almost lost my emotions. This scene was
playing very close to my not so distant past. A scared to death little girl and
Jaxon, Kingsley and I just praying that she wouldn’t turn from her bite. I was
carrying her when she turned. I haven’t forgotten that one. Maybe I won’t ever
forget any of them, but that one really bothered me. I was carrying her when
she died, and I didn’t even notice until my uncle shot her in the head.
    Georgie put his hand on the man’s shoulder. The poor guy
started to cry. He did it quietly, but I could see his shoulders bobbing up and
down as Georgie hugged him.
    “You’re not the General,” said the woman next to the child.
    “No,” I answered. “The General would know what to do.”
    “Adam won’t let her go,” she said. “But I don’t want this
for her. I can’t even hold her anymore. My baby is gone.”
    The woman was damn near as pale as the child, but even
though she looked pretty weak, she was still all there.
    “Were you bitten?” I asked.
    “Yes,” she answered.
    “When?” I asked.
    “A few days ago, we were hiding in a house a few streets
over. I was in the kitchen by the window when something broke through the glass
and dragged me out. It pulled me up on the roof and started biting me.”
    Now that was odd. A bite to the neck should have turned her
pretty quickly.
    “Let me see the bite,” I said.
    She obliged by turning her head, moving her hair and showing
me the