Bai Li looked back. "That happened once."
"Twice."
"Once and a half."
The man laughed.
For a moment the hallway felt normal.
Then they moved on.
Tenth floor.
Two zombies.
Eleventh floor.
Nothing.
Twelfth floor.
One zombie hiding under a bed in an abandoned apartment.
Thirteenth floor.
Three zombies in a stairwell landing.
Fourteenth floor.
A dead quiet hallway.
Fifteenth floor.
One zombie inside a utility room.
Sixteenth floor.
Two.
Seventeenth floor.
Nothing.
Eighteenth floor.
One.
Nineteenth floor.
Two.
By the time they reached the twentieth, Bai Li had cleared more than
twenty zombies.
She was not tired.
Yan Cijin was a little tired.
She leaned against the wall and exhaled.
"You know what?"
Bai Li looked at her. "What?"
"I think I'm going to ban you from saying we're doing a quick job."
Bai Li laughed. "It was quick."
"We cleared twenty floors."
"Exactly."
"You're impossible."
"You said that this morning."
"It was still true."
