Hood Outbreak

Previously

…“That’s organized crime for you,” Thorne said. “Terrible project management.” Despite everything, Marcus felt a laugh bubble up. He clamped it down, but his shoulders relaxed. They were still together. They still had a plan. And for the first time, they had an actual lead. “Alright,” he said. “Let’s get Derrick’s arm patched up, find a lab, and figure out how to crash a drug launch party. We’ve got a lot to do.” “I call dibs on driving the getaway vehicle,” Derrick said. “You have one arm.” “I’ll steer with my teeth.” The group moved toward the medic station, and behind them, Hollis watched the woods, as if expecting someone else to step out. But no one did. Not yet.