Richard blinked, completely dumbfounded. That was definitely not something a zombie should be doing. But then he thought of Ethan—always in that crisp white shirt—and suddenly, it clicked.
No way… Did he actually tame the entire Gatorax zombie horde?
If that was true, it was beyond dangerous.
He immediately barked into his comms, "Stop staring and get your asses back here! Now! Move it!"
"Oh—oh! Got it!" one of the Awakeners on the other end replied, scrambling to obey.
But before they could move, the comms crackled with static—radio interference, like something was messing with the signal.
And then, just as the team turned to leave, Ethan appeared right in front of them. His eyes were cold, sharp—like he was staring at a bunch of corpses.
He knew something was off. Gatorax had been lured out of the swamp, and that didn't happen by accident. So he came to check it out—and sure enough, he found a squad of Genesis Biotech Awakeners.
