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said.
    Lincoln nodded at Heath and the two men went to the camp, where everyone was gathered around. The two men pushed through.
    He was indeed alive but he looked like hell had run over him.
    “How is his gunshot wound?” Lincoln asked.
    “The bullet passed through. He was lucky. I’ve fixed it up the best I can with what we have. His thigh is pretty torn up, though. He won’t be able to walk without help for awhile,” Jessica said.
    “And my hearing wasn’t affected, so it’s a bit awkward to sit here while you talk about me. I’m John. Someone help me up.”
    “You’re our prisoner,” Heath said.
    “You’re an idiot. I need to find my wife and my baby.” John put his hand up and stared at Lincoln.
    “You need to rest,” Lincoln said but helped the man get to his feet. “You won’t last three steps.”
    “Do you have crutches?”
    “Not on me,” Lincoln said. The guy had balls. There were weapons drawn and aimed at him but he acted like they were old friends. “But Heath is right. You’re our prisoner until we straighten this out.”
    “There’s really nothing to straighten out,” John said and leaned against Lincoln. “The crew that attacked us and took my wife… which way did they go?”
    “East on Route 100.” Lincoln shrugged and looked at Heath. The man was wounded and not much of a real threat. And he was still breathing. Finding living people was getting harder and harder.
    “Then I need to go that way, right? I need to find Darlene and then we can find our baby. I really hope you aren’t going to make this difficult. Please don’t get in my way.”
    “You attacked us,” Heath said.
    John shook his head. “The people I’m going after attacked you. We were trying to hide. We didn’t want a confrontation with your group. You crossed paths with those maniacs, who ran into us. Wrong place, wrong time. You can either help me get my wife back and get revenge for what they did as a bonus, or go your own way. But I’m not staying here.”
    Heath put a hand on the pistol in his waistband.
    “That’s Darlene’s Desert Eagle,” John said. “I want it back.”
    “Finder’s keepers.”
    “It was a gift from her father. He worked in the plant where it was made and bought it for her and taught her how to use it. And I’m going to give it back.” John stared at Heath.
    Heath looked at Lincoln.
    Lincoln could see the anger and passion in the guy’s face. He was going to save his wife and there was nothing anyone could do about it. A man on a mission. “Where did they take her?”
    “Somewhere in Daytona Beach. On A1A. They have a zombie as their master.”
    A few people behind Lincoln groaned and began talking but he put his hand up and was glad they stopped chattering. It was more for him so he didn’t lose his nerve when he commented. “Then we will help you. But first we need to get supplies and gather our strength. We lost a few people and hopefully they’ll return in a day or two.”
    Lincoln hoped Dana never returned. But, perhaps, if she did, she’d have the baby with her? Then they could focus on helping John get his wife back. It would be good for the group to have a purpose right now. Sitting in the middle of a field repelling zombies wasn’t a way to live.
    “I need to leave now,” John said. He stared again at the Desert Eagle.
    Lincoln shook his head. “You need to rest or the wound won’t heal. You’re lucky it didn’t destroy your leg. Really lucky. It just ripped through the meat. You’ll live and you’ll walk normal, but it will take some time. Right now, another day isn’t going to hurt you. Rest and let us gather our things so we can help you. Alone you’ll get three blocks before a zombie, who can walk faster than you, attacks.”
    He could see John was thinking about it before finally nodding. “Fine. I appreciate your hospitality. I really do. If there is any way I can help with the prep, please let me know.”
    “You can stay out of the way.