Z-Burbia 7: Sisters of the Apocalypse by Jake Bible

building and look down below. My side is the alley and I see a whole ton of Doyles running to the back door. They have rifles aimed and look like they are debating who's going in first as one of them pries at the door with a crowbar. A couple of them get to arguing, but finally one yanks open the door and opens fire without even looking inside.
    Fire all he wants, one rifle at close range against a horde of Zs don't mean shit. He's buried in Zs before the other Doyles know what's going on. But they're survivors, so they figure it out fast. Every one of them starts shooting while they back away from the door. But, damn, if the Zs don't keep coming.
    "Three trucks on the north side," Antoinette says as she comes up next to me.
    "Nothing on the west side, but no way down either," Marcie says, joining us.
    We watch the Doyles flee back down the alley and back to the Humvees.
    "One truck on the south side," Audrey says. "Long-haul semi. I only see a driver and a passenger. Got a heavy wedge welded to the front. But it's way down the street, just watching the Zs pour inside this building from the front."
    "They use that to smash through hordes," Froggy Girl says.
    "Yeah, I figured," Audrey replies. "But they aren't smashing through the one below. Probably letting as many as possible get inside before they make their move."
    "Burn us out?" Marcie asks.
    "That's what I'd do," Audrey replies.
    "They're gonna burn the building?" Froggy Girl asks.
    "If they have any brains in their heads at all," Audrey responds. "We've shown them we can hack our way through a horde of Zs. We've also tipped our hand that we have a Barrett .50 caliber. With all the Zs already in the building, they'd be the stupidest crazies in the world if they try to come in for us. Toss some diesel around the sides of the building and light a match. Poof."
    "Poof," I echo.
    "Oh," Froggy Girl says. She plops down on her ass. "That's no good."
    "No, it ain't," Audrey says. "But we have some time until they light the place up. They're still running scared from the horde."
    "They'll draw as many away as possible so they have more room to move," Marcie says.
    "Yeah. They'll set up vantage points on all sides so they know we don't get away," Antoinette adds.
    "Maybe an hour?" I ask.
    "Maybe an hour," Audrey says. "Probably less."
    "Thirty minutes," I say and take my pack off.
    "Reload and do a quick inventory," Audrey says. "We'll need to move fast which means we need to move light. Ditch the packs and only take what you can comfortably carry while running your asses off."
    "Wait, what?" Froggy Girl says, confused as shit. "We're running? How? We're up on a roof."
    "We'll figure that out," Audrey says.
    "We always do," Marcie adds.
    "Yep," Antoinette agrees.
    "You women are crazy," Froggy Girl says.
    "True dat," I say and smile at her. "Make yourself useful and go watch what the Doyles is doing. If they start moving towards the building, you give a holler."
    Froggy Girl just sits there and stares at me.
    "Or, I could throw you over the edge and let the Doyles and Zs fight over your broken body," I say. "That sound fun?"
    She gets her ass up and creeps over to the north edge.
    "We're gonna have to ditch her at some point," Audrey whispers low enough for only us to hear.
    "That sucks," Marcie replies, but doesn't argue.
    "Maybe she'll pull her weight," Antoinette suggests.
    "Maybe," I say. "But, probably not with how fast we'll need to move. We're sisters. She's not."
    Antoinette nods.
    "You okay with that?" Audrey asks me.
    I look over at Froggy Girl as she sneaks a peek at the street below. She ducks her head back fast then takes a second look. Her entire body is shaking from fear.
    Yeah, we're going to have to leave her behind at some point. Ain't no way a girl shaking like that can keep up with us. Still…
    "No, I ain't good with that," I say. "We find a way to take her with."
    "Why the change of heart?" Antoinette asks.
    "No change," I say and shrug. "Just don't want to