"Oi!" Leo called in through his radio. "We havent even made it to the quarantine zone yet. You planning on just sitting up on a roof top, blocks away from where you need to be, listening to us die? And by the way, i'm Irish. Not American. If you're going to insult me, at least call me a Mick instead of a redneck." Red in the face and seething. "Seeing as how no one seems to want to work as a team here, I'll meet you lot at the QZ." Jarrod took off at a run, jumping through the broken window of a building that acted as a shortcut instead of walking the city streets.
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