Part 19

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Ella's POV

I crouch behind a car as I watch a group of four men walk into a gas station. I squint my eyes as one of them looks familiar. They all look harmless. But you can never be too sure. I sigh and get out from behind the car. I continue down the road. Heading the same way it looks like they will be heading. "Hey! Whos that!?" One of the men yells. I groan to myself and stop walking. My hand on my pistol under my cloak. "I'm Detective Williams! We mean no harm. What's your name?" The familiar man says.

I smirk and turn around. "Detective Williams. My my my, The apocalypse has not treated you well." I say. All the four men can see is my smirk. "...Wait a second... Elizabeth? Ella?" Detective Williams, or Ritchie asks. "I knew I made a good impression on you." I tell him. A small smile on my face. "Oh yeah, If you count grand theft auto the last time we meet. A good impression." Ritchie says as he shakes his head. "Come on. You know I'm your favorite criminal." I tell him.

He chuckles and shakes his head again. I walk over to him, A smile on my face. "It's good to see you again. But.. the fuck happened to you man?" I ask. "Eh, zombie apocalypse." He tells me. I nod my head and laugh a little. "Got me there." I say. "Hold up, Criminal? Why are you being friendly with her if she's a criminal?" A man in a fancy suit asks. "Right, guys. This is Ella. I arrested her a few times back in the day." Ritchie tells everyone.

"Yeah, and you're still the only pig I can stand." I tell him, a smirk on my face. Ritchie rolls his eyes at me. "Hello, I am Jax. Former Sheriff." A tall muscular man tells me. "Don't like you." I say. Ritchie shakes his head and sighs. "Hello, I am Xylo." The man in the suit tells me. "Ew, Why the fuck are you in a suit? Its the fucking apocalypse. Do you even know how to get your hands dirty?" I ask. Xylo looks taken back. But I ignore him. "I-i'm I-i-i-inmo." The last man stutters out.

All the sirens in my mind go off. I do not trust this man at all. I glare at him under my hood. "...Anyway, where are you off to Ella?" Ritchie asks me. "I'll tell you after you tell me why you look like a fucking zombie." I tell him. "Alright, fair." Ritchie says. "Let's go inside first." Ritchie says. I nod and we all go inside the gas station. I turn and look at Ritchie. But he doesn't say anything. "Ritchie. Start talking or else I will leave." I tell him. He sighs and nods. "Alright, well." He starts



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