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 "Holy shit," Glenn gasps as he looked at the bullet hole in Tony's head. It wasn't the first time Hunter has killed someone. He fought in Iraq for years. This was necessary they could've killed them and found the farm and kill everyone he cares about.

"You guys alright?" Rick asks his brother and Glenn.

"Yeah," Glenn nods as he stared at Tony's limp body. Hunter places a hand on Glenn's shoulder.

"Hershel?" Rick asks.

Herschel looks away from Rick. Hunter's eyes met his brother's questioning ones. Hunter gave Rick a nod letting him know he was okay. Rick turns back to Hershel, who also sent him a nod, "Let's head back."

Hunter nods, he walked around the bar over to Dave's body and picked up the gun Dave was going to use. He also searched Dave's body for any spare bullets. He walked over to Hershel, Glenn, and his brother but ducked down and hid behind a pillar after seeing car headlights.

"Car, car, car," Rick hisses as Glenn and Hershel as he hid under the window.

Hunter reaches up and pulls a frozen Glenn beside him. It must have been his first time dealing with something like this. And Hunter wasn't going to let Glenn die, he made a promise to Maggie.

Hunter held onto his gun tightly as he hears the car door slam shut and the footsteps approaching the bar. "Dave? Tony? They said over here?"

"Yeah."

"I'm telling you man, I heard shots."

"I saw roamers. Two streets over. Might be more around here." Hunter didn't know how many people were outside. He was hoping it was three. He could take three.

"Dave! Tony!" One of the men called out.

"Shut up, you idiot! You wanna attract more of 'em? Just stick. close we're gonna find em."

Hunter saw the shadow of one of the men at the door. He looked over at Rick, who shook his head, telling him not to do anything. "Dude, he said to stay close." After another voice called out for Tony, it was silent. They couldn't tell if the men left.

Hunter sat up a bit. He reached over and moved the blinds so he could see out the window. He couldn't see anyone around the bar, but he could see their cars. Rick slowly made his way over to Hunter, Glenn, and Hershel.

"Why won't they leave?" Glenn asks with a quiet voice.

"Would you?" Hershel retorts.

"We can't sit here any longer," Rick responds quietly, "Le't head out back and make a run to the car."

They were ready to leave when they heard gunshots. They quickly sat back down, hiding behind the walls. Hunter watched as Hershel pulled out his gun. "What happened?"

"Roamers, I nailed them. They disappeared but their car's still there."

"I cleared those buildings. You guys get this one?" Hunter assumed the guy was talking about the bar.

"No."

"Me neither."

"We're looking for Dave and Tony and no one checks the damn bar?"

The footsteps came closer, and then the door started to open. Glenn quickly moved in front and shut the door, sitting in front of it.

"There's someone in there. Someone pushed it shut."

"Yo, is someone in there?" They called out. "Yo, if someone's in there, we don't want any trouble. We're just looking for our friends."

The group didn't answer. They heard them whispering outside before someone spoke up again. "We don't want any trouble, "We're just looking for our friends. If something happened, tell us. This place is crawling with corpses. If you can help us not get killed, I'd appreciate it."

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