"George knows this area better than anyone. He's resourceful. Good with his hands. We need people like him."
Kate stood and moved to a supply crate. She pulled out a map of the city, unfolding it on the table. Red X marks covered various locations. Circles showed safe zones. Lines showed patrol routes.
"This is our situation," Malcolm said, pointing at the map. "We hold this department store and eight other buildings around the city. They're not all fully secure yet, but they give us places to rest and resupply when we're hunting. Everything else out there belongs to the monsters."
The map showed just how bad things were. Malcolm's safe zones were like tiny islands in a sea of danger, connected by thin patrol routes. Most of the city was still a mystery—full of threats they hadn't even seen yet.
