From the edge of the city, another group moved silently. Jaxon and his team shifted from corner to corner, their eyes alert as they took in the eerie stillness around them.
"I don't see any of them," Na-rin muttered, glancing around. "Did the infected retreat underground… or are they waiting to ambush us?"
The thought sent a shiver through the group, but none dismissed the possibility. They'd already seen how intelligent and capable the infected could be.
"Don't overthink it," Jaxon said calmly. "If they were setting an ambush, there'd be signs. I can't detect everything, but they won't be able to perfectly hide from my senses."
The others nodded, the tension in their shoulders easing slightly.
They moved from street corner to street corner, slipping past buildings along the route Natasha had marked for them earlier.
Soon, the five of them arrived at the abandoned gas station.
