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Chapter 17

*Carl's P.O.V*

So we got to hilltop. It was pretty much all of us. We were gonna have a talk with Gregory.

"That was not the deal. You people swore you could take the saviors out but failed. So now any deal that we have is done. We aren't trade partners, we aren't friends and we never met." Gregory said.

I was in the back, behind my dad and Ali was next to me.

"We don't know each other." Gregory said to my dad.

"I owe you nothing." Gregory.

"You were so brave so stay here and hide while Maggie and Sasha saved this place. Your courage is so inspiring." Jesus said.

"Hey, don't you work for me?" Gregory asked.

"Gregory, we already started this and we're gonna win." My dad said.

"These are killers."

"Is this how you wanna live?"

"Sometimes we don't get to chose how our lives look like." Gregory said.

"How many people can we spare? How many people here can fight?" Maggie asked.

"I don't know."

"Would we be better off without the saviors? Yes or no?"

"Yeah, sure, okay." Gregory said.

The way he was acting was pissing me off.

I am sure Ali felt the same way.

"What the hell man. You either with us or against us." Daryl said.

"I think I made my position very clear. I will thank you all for not being here today. You can go out the back." Gregory said.

I put my arm around Ali's waist.

We all just stared at him before we left.

"We don't need him anyway." Daryl said.

"Yeah because we have Maggie, Sasha and Jesus here." Dad said.

"And Enid." Maggie said.

"Hey um." Enid said coming in.

"What's wrong?" Maggie asked.

"Nothing. Come outside." Enid said and we all followed her.

Enid had gotten the hilltopers to join the fight. That was good thinking.

Ali and I looked over at Enid and gave her a smile while we nodded. Enid just shrugged, thinking it was no big deal when it kinda was.

This is a good start.

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So the whole group, including Ali went out on the road and we had stumbled across a line of wire that had explosives.

Rosita was telling us that we can get as many as we can and to load them up in the car.

So Ali and I helped out in getting some and then I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Ali.

"What is it babe?" I asked.

She pointed into a direction.

Walkers.

Tons of them.

"Dad. Look." I said and pointed into the direction of where the walkers were.

"There they are. We still have time. We need these." Dad said, talking about the explosives.