Tommy followed silently behind Gaspar as they both headed through the darkening streets of Brigantine toward a particular house positioned in an isolated section of the small coastal city—separated from the more densely populated areas where Callighan's main forces were concentrated.
The house itself was unremarkable from the outside—a standard two-story residential structure that had probably belonged to a middle-class family before the outbreak. But its value lay precisely in that isolation, in being far enough from prying eyes and ears that whatever happened inside wouldn't draw unwanted attention.
Getting inside through the front entrance, Tommy immediately spotted three armed men lounging lazily on the living room sofa, their weapons resting within easy reach but their postures suggesting boredom rather than alertness.
Tommy gave them a sharp, hostile glare that communicated exactly what he thought of their presence and their role.
