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recognized the bus.
                  “They’ve put a rack of lights on the top of that contraption since the last time I’ve seen it.” Howard said. “They sure are bright.”
                  The bus was followed by a black pickup truck hauling a tanker. Fred counted four men in the bus, the Captain and a tomboy looking girl driving the truck. The two men got out of the truck. Howard got out as well, walked halfway, and waited for the Captain. Fred lingered back, ready to shoot if things went bad.
                  “Hello Captain.” Howard said and stuck his hand out. The Captain eyed him like he was looking at a stain on his shirt. After a moment his expression quickly changed to jovialness and shook Howard’s hand.
                  “I remember you. You’re the mechanic. So, you’re in cahoots with Zach huh?” The Captain said as he eyed Fred. “Who’s your friend?”
                  Howard remained cordial. “That is Fred McCoy. We’re all with Zach.”
                  “Well now. Your group seems to keep growing. How many of you are there?” The Captain probed.
                  “Thousands.” Fred responded dryly. The Captain looked at him balefully and then chuckled.
                  “Alright you two, have any of the plans changed?” He asked.
                  “No.” Fred answered. “Our only problem we know of is a choke point at the Thompson Lane intersection. There are a bunch of abandoned cars stacked together, but there is a gap approximately ten feet wide. Zach and I reconnoitered the area yesterday. There is minimal zombie traffic on this side of Thompson Lane. Once you proceed further into downtown, the numbers increase.”
                  “And you think we can drive straight down Nolensville Pike into downtown Nashville, killing zombies as we go, hang a right, cross the bridge over the river, and drive right up to those fuel reservoirs?” The Captain asked.
                  “That’s the plan.” Fred said.
                  The Captain looked over at the man accompanying him. Fred sized him up. He was in his twenties, just under six feet tall, lean and wiry. He had a high and tight haircut and kept his shoulders square. He had the look of a man with military training. Fred noticed they all dressed alike, camouflage cargo pants, black boots, and black tank tops.
                  The radio crackled to life. “Come in daddy.”
                  “That’s my son.” Howard said. He hurried over to the truck and grabbed the microphone. “What’s up little buddy?”
                  “Zach and I are here. He says it’s clear to come in.” Lil’ H said excitedly.
                  Howard chuckled. “He sounds like he’s having the time of his life. Okay gentlemen, they’re at the reservoir and it’s clear. Are we ready to go?”
                  “Most certainly.” The Captain said. He went back to the bus. Fred looked at his watch and glanced over at Andie standing by her truck. When the bus driver turned on the lights, he got a good look at her. Her right eye was black and swollen shut. Andie saw him looking.
                  “What’re you looking at?” She challenged.
                  “I can’t imagine the Captain allowing anyone to hit his own niece. Unless of course, he was the one doing the hitting.” Fred said quietly.
                  Andie did not respond directly. “Are we ready to go?” She asked. Fred nodded.
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                  One of the buildings had an overhang, which kept most of the pelting rain out. I had an idea and grabbed a can of spray paint. I was now abbreviating somewhat, instead of painting out ‘RULE 1’ I now simply used Z1. Painting them quickly, I added two more rules to the original ten:
    Z11: