She shot again and this time to kill. The bullet entered in to the creatures fore head and exploded out the back. He fell to his knees and then fell flat out at Misty's feet. She stared down at the body for a moment collecting her thoughts.
"His name was Clyde, he had a bitch of an ex wife and a kid."
For the first time she had to confront someone who was a friend. It was sobering. How many others had they killed that had families that may have still been alive. All she could do now was step over Clyde and continue up the steps. They still had to protect the living.