Silence, and she looked to see him gesturing at his mic, and then the ceiling, and understood they had no radio in here.
Angela put her vehicle in park, but didn't turn it off as Brady backed in next to her. She'd put them in a far corner, like he would have, but the rain was still dusting the hood and front windows and the wind was strong, rocking both Blazers.
Marc stepped out and disappeared, securing the perimeter with Dog at his side as Angela watched the darkness around them, gun in her tense hand. She knew the open area wasn't to his liking as he moved back toward her and waited to see if he would override her decision. If so, she'd go along with his choice. He'd been surviving out in the world a lot longer than she had.
Whammmm!
They both ducked as something heavy slammed against an outside wall. When he opened her door, his face was relaxing, "Probably the best place we can be, as long as nothing collapses. We can go up two more floors if we have to."
Angela nodded, reaching back in for her duffle bag. The wind gusted against her door, and only Marc's quick reflexes kept it from hitting her leg.
"Damn. We need to get out of this wind. We'll make camp over by the elevators, in that hallway."
Marc grabbed each item as she removed it from the back seat of the blazer, and when she closed the door, empty-handed, he gestured toward the dark hallway he had already checked over.
"Light and gun. Let's go."
Angela started to tell him this was no time for a lesson and then stopped, realizing this was the perfect time. "Okay."
Dog now alertly at her side, she tried to concentrate as he'd shown her, tuning out all the distractions. She slipped quietly through the loud darkness and Marc's sharp eyes watched their rear…and hers.
A short time later, Angela was unpacking just what they needed, preparing to hunker down and wait out the storm while he went back for his things, thinking she wasn't as nervous as she had been just nine days ago. Killing had definitely changed things, changed her. She was suddenly a much harder person than she'd ever been before.
Angela set the heater against the wall and made up one large sleeping area between it, and the cooler and boxes, creating a wall to block the wind. She started getting settled as he came back with his arms full, the wolf at his heels.