There had to be more than these two involved in this horror. Porter had been on the phone to someone. Finster was sure they would be coming for him now. He checked the hall. Larry was nowhere to be seen. He decided not to look for him, and walked swiftly out to his car. He was just in time to see a truck speeding away.
As Finster drove back to town, his mind was reeling. He had just shot down an unarmed man. He could hardly believe what he'd done. But, if what Porter had said was true... What if it wasn't just this city? And the evidence seemed to fit.
He turned on the car radio and searched for any signal. There was none. He tried the other bands with the same result. It was as if the whole world had been shut down. Yet, Porter and his friends seemed to be doing fine. And now they knew he was here. He needed a place to hide.
As he drove into town, he thought about that pawnshop again. Maybe it would be a good idea to find a decent rifle. Finster had served a hitch in the army before going to work at the water department. He was determined that whoever they were, they wouldn't take him without a fight.
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