Once open, we saw a rat and it run away. Both of us breath out, we didn't notice we were holding.
"It's just a rat." He said.
I walk closer inside and look at the box that is open.
I took a jar of what I think is medicine and read the label. That made my eyes bulge out.
"The fuck, finally!" I nearly shouted. I smiled ear to ear.
"What are you so happy about?" He ask walking beside me.
He look at what I'm holding.
"Mephedrone? Your happy because you found Mephedrone? Where are you going to use that?" He ask.
"Don't you know, Mephedrone is one of the main ingredients for making Mephedrone bombs. I've been looking for this for months. Do you know how to make one?" I said.
He shook his head.
"Nope."
I smiled.
"Brilliant, I'll teach you. But...,you'll going to trade with me."
"And what would that be?" He asked
"So do we have an agreement?"
"Sure."
"Excellent."
"Do you have Glock 17?" I ask
"Yep."
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's in my truck."
"Okay, trade. My Atchinson assault automatic shotgun for your Glock 17 gun. Deal?"
I showed him my hand.
He smirk.
He shook my hand
"Deal. Nice bargain though." He said.
"The more the nicer." I said.
We both let go.
"So am I in?" Waiting for my reply.
"In what?" He should really need to complete his words.
"Your group."
I try to process what he was telling me.
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"You want to accompany me?" I ask.
"Well, yeah. The more the nicer, right?" He grin.
I thought for a moment.
And smiled
"Sure."
*Then he smiled, with a hint of spark in his eyes. Something shines within his eyes.
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Aventuraundead people, guns,running, more zombies and falling in love. nothing beats more than a ass kicking hordes of zombies to spice up the romance of claire..if she has one. searching for survivors and avoiding being eaten by the expired meat heads. on...
