"You seem to know this place remarkably well," I said, watching her move ahead of me.
She clearly wasn't walking randomly or guessing at directions. I'd already suspected as much when she'd navigated so easily while running from me earlier, but even now she was constantly scanning her surroundings with the familiarity of someone who'd memorized this building's layout.
"I'm from here originally, and I used to come to this mall all the time before everything happened," she explained without turning around. "Practically grew up spending weekends here. I know every floor, every major store, most of the shortcuts and service corridors."
That made sense. If she'd been a local teenager before the outbreak, she definitely wouldn't have missed frequenting what was clearly Atlantic City's premier shopping destination.
Though honestly, the current state of the place didn't quite match the glamorous image I'd expected based on its size and prominent location.
