http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2up3bzm&s=6 (http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2up3bzm&s=6)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">MARCUS LERRON</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Car, Wellington<br/><strong>With:</strong>All<br/><br/>Marcus could tell from her tone that she wasn't in the mood to talk, he could understand, the whole attack was rather stressful. When she introduced herself he nodded and waved to the girls in the back, thinking they were rather close to Desi in age but Claire was clearly the oldest of their group. Her plan seemed fine, she also looked like she was a cop at one time, the uniform either being a find or the real deal, plus she seemed to know how to shoot a gun so that also told him.<br/><br/>When he felt the car stopping he looked out the windows to see that they were in the clear for a moment. He backed up a bit when she opened the glove box, not wanting to be in the way and looked at the map as she did. At the mention of Bamforth and the cabins he nodded, "That sounds like a good idea", he said as he continued to keep watch out the windows. He, of course, didn't want to change any sort of plan they might have and only hoped they wouldn't kick him or Desi out, since he wouldn't leave her alone.<br/><br/>Looking out the window he thought he could see some motion in a nearby house, probably another walker but it seemed more fluid than they would normally walk, he decided to pay it no more mind.