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the Browning at Roland’s head.
     
    “ Cory, don’t…” Crystal tried weakly to stand.
     
    “ Crystal don’t move; this guy is crazy.” Cory took a step towards the door keeping himself between Roland and Crystal.
     
    “ I’m not crazy you idiot, she is going to become on of those things and then she is going to attack you.” Roland took another step into the room; closing the distance between himself and the taller man.
     
    “ No, she isn’t! She’s gonna be fine!” His anger was almost palpable and Roland saw the knuckle on his index finger whiten. Without thinking Roland swung his left arm up knocking the Browning from Cory’s finger while simultaneously using the Desert Eagle to backhand the other man knocking him to the ground.
     
    “ Fine, you want to die? Go right ahead. You’re not my problem but she will turn and she will try to kill you.” Roland turned to leave the room leaving the taller man on the floor his right cheek red and eyes filled with hate. “Eve come. Emily are you coming?”
     
    Emily looked at the three in the room then to Roland’s retreating back; his quick pace causing his long jacket to fly out behind him before running after him.
     
    “ Guess we’ll be needing your truck after all Emily.” Roland said as she caught up to him.
     
    Once outside Roland saw that the storm was almost finished with only a few light flakes left. Stopping at the sidewalk Roland turned and looked longingly at the Hummer; it was royal blue with oversized tires, a large black bush bar, and a light rack on the roof. Shaking his head he turned and headed down the street following Emily to her truck.

Chapter 9: Southbound and Down
     
     
    Emily had the truck running by the time Roland and Eve got there and was sweeping the snow off. Using his sleeve to brush the snow off the passenger side; Roland threw the heavy duffel bag in the back seat breathing a sigh of relief to be free of it before helping the dog into the truck and throwing the HK onto the center console. He climbed into the passenger seat just as Emily finished sweeping the truck and flipped down the passenger side vanity mirror.
     
    The entire left side of his face was coated in thick gooey blood making it impossible to open his eye and the four-inch gash already starting to heal. Shutting the mirror as Emily pulled her door closed Roland turned to look at her with his still functioning right eye and she looked back at him.
     
    “You look like shit Roland; anyways where are we going.” She buckled her seatbelt and cranked the heat.
     
    “Thanks, you too. We should head to Edmonton but we need to stop by the Mac’s store first.” He smiled and pulled off his leather gloves putting his hands over the heat vent.
     
    “Why? What’s at the Mac’s?” She buckled her seatbelt and put the truck in drive.
     
    Buckling his own seatbelt Roland took his crumpled cigarette pack out of his pocket and looked at the two cigarettes. “I need to pick up a few things.” He lit one of the cigarettes and Emily lit one of her own.
     
    They pulled into the parking lot and Roland had Emily park next to the overturned Jeep. “Nice job.” She said stopping with the Jeep on the passenger side. The storm was getting bad again with heavy, wet snow starting to coat the windshield. Roland exited the truck telling Eve to stay and started moving the camping gear into the box of Emily’s truck, she joined him shortly afterwards and they had all the gear transferred in only a few minutes. Shutting the tailgate Roland turned to Emily.
     
    “Wait here, I just have to run in the store for a few seconds I’ll be right back.”
     
    “What could you possibly need from there that we don’t already have?” Emily asked; a little incredulous.
     
    “Just need to use the facilities.” Roland said starting towards the store.
     
    Inside the darkened store Roland took a careful look around and listened for any movement, there wasn’t any so he moved