It was almost evening and Damian, Christian, Matt, Sunny, Mord and Mills were gathered in the basement of Nathan's house as they looked at the person tied to the chair with rope. When Christian and Damian captured Steve Cleveland, they took him there silently after knocking him off and tied him in there before informing others. Mills, knowing Nathan's condition, didn't want to worry him and told Matt instead. Matt losing his anger started hitting Cleveland without looking where his punches hit. Damian and others saw satisfactorily as they saw Cleveland getting beaten, remembering the chaos he created that day.
"Ugh...", Dr. groaned as a fist connected his right side of the face.
"Mothe-fukin... let me go, he tried to kill my dad", Matt shouted as Mills grabbed him and pulled him back.
"He is worth more alive than dead", Matt said as he loosened his grip and Matt gave a jerk separating from Mills in the next moment.
"It was always in front of our eyes. That day, everyone in the infirmary was shot but the doctor was luckily, conveniently out on his business", Damian said.
Cleveland looked up at the people and started grinning.
"What are you laughing about, huh?", Matt said as he lunged and landed a punch on him once again. The punch made Cleveland lose consciousness.
"Damn it, Matt. Control your anger for now. We need to know where his brother is holed up", Mills said frustratingly looking at Matt.
"I'll go bring Kayla here", Damian said to Mills and then looked at Cleveland, saying, "We need him for now".
Mills loosened his face and said, "alright".
Damian walked out of the basement of Nathan's house from the back and paced towards the infirmary where Kayla should be working. There, he saw her checking up a patient and giving him some medicines.
As she saw him, she smiled and asked, "Hey, you need something?".
Damian said, "Cleveland is injured. We need you to check on him".
Hearing this, she became confused, "What? How? Did he eat something bad?", she asked.
"Matt beat him up. He intentionally gave wrong medicines to Nathan", Damian said, adding, "He's the brother of the leader of the people who attacked the farm. He worked with Allan and helped him to kill people that day".
"Where is he now?", she asked as she started looking for her bag and fill it with necessary stuff.
"In the basement of Stokes', unconscious. With a few people", he said.
"He helped someone who shot at me and kill people and you want me to save him?", she said with some resentment towards him.
"Well, he saved your life, too, didn't he? Let's just say you paid him back for that with this. He won't be leaving the farm alive anyway", he said.
Kayla didn't say anything and just walked with him to where Cleveland was.
On the way, she saw Mrs. Myers with a basket coming towards them.
"Kayla. Dear, I was coming to look for you", she said smiling at Kayla. "I made these cookies for everyone. My son's birthday, remember?", she said.
"Oh, yes. Mrs. Myers, good evening. Happy birthday to your son. Thank you", she said as she took the box of cookies she gave her. Then, she offered a cookie to Damian as well. Damian took the offer, thanking the old woman and started going his way.
Just a few steps further, they were called by her once again. "Oh. By the way, is Dr. Cleveland in his office? I made some for him as well", she asked with a smile.
"Um...", Kayla looked at Damian having no reply.
"You didn't see him driving out of the farm with the patrol? He left this morning. Must be coming back by now", Damian lied without flinching.
"Oh... I see. I have a feeling, he must be bringing my son here", she said to herself. 'Delusional', Damian thought before again going towards Nathan's.
Reaching there, Kayla started checking Cleveland's condition. Damian observed that Matt was not there.
"He's good, just lost consciousness. He'll wake up soon", she said and started packing her bag as she didn't need to stay there anymore.
"Don't tell anyone about this. Not yet", Mills said. Kayla nodded and walked out.
"She forgot her cookies", Christian noticed and picked it up looking at the stairs leading to the exit. He pretended to look for Kayla in the stairs who had long gone and said looking back, "Founder's keepers", as he opened up and started eating the cookies.
"They are good", he said offering to others. No one took it accept Mord who, according to Sunny, was a foodie before apocalypse.
Soon after, Cleveland opened his eyes and looked at the people.
"Oh, guys, he woke up", Christian said.
"You gonna tell who you are, or should I call Matt once again?", Mills asked.
"I was an honest person in the beginning, doing what everyone does. Then one day, my brother comes to me asking for money to pay his debt. I didn't have that type of amount with me. Then he told me that some rich man wants a heart for his ill son and is willing to pay handsomely. He brought me an organ donor, an almost dead man from God knows where. I did the surgery on his son and boom, one million dollars. In one surgery, I had one million on me. I mean, not me but us. I liked it. From then on, we started doing it on regular basis. George will bring the man in the brink of death, and I would save a rich person and in return, we get a lot of money. But when I got caught in that racket, I ran. I had earned a lot of money by that time anyway. But I couldn't retrieve the money from my house in time. I was so pissed at the person who was responsible for bitching to the officials. But all I could do was run. Runaway, saving myself from being caught as long as possible. But not my brother. NO. NO. He is the real deal. The real man that you follow when shit hits the fan. He came out of nowhere and saved me from getting caught by the police. We hid together with his gang, using his money to get out of the state and then the country. But before that could happen, world went crazy. People started biting each other. And we realized, all the money we had, will have no value anymore. My brother used his brains and purchased a lot of weapons before the supplier realized the money will have no value. I started looting local hospitals and pharmacy shops with his people. We started recruiting useful people in our group who could be helpful while removing anyone who would be a threat or liability", Cleveland said.
"Why did you come here if you were so successful then?", Mills asked.
"Food. We thought we'd be able to survive for at least 2 years if we just scavenged outside for food. Who would dare to face people with guns and numbers from taking their food. But then another thing hit us", Cleveland breathed in and continued, "Some of our guys died some mysterious death and turned. Half of our men died that night. Our food supplies, destroyed by the fire". "We were desperate so, we started moving from one town or village to another for food. We found a lot of people on our way. Then, one day, we saw you guys. You had this large farmland. Grown crops ready for harvesting. I couldn't just watch and let you eat and live while we were out scavenging with hungry people".
"Then why didn't you guys come peacefully?", Damian asked.
"Peacefully. Your leader killed one of the men we sent to the farm and sent others back. We just wanted to know what you guys had before we could offer you something that we had. Like a barter, you know", he said. "But, that changed everything. The man you killed was my brother's best pal, you see", he said staring at Mills. "Now what he wanted was everything that Nathan had. So, we made a plan. We observed you guys for some time, before I successfully entered inside the farm because of my skills. Then others came one by one".
"Wait a minute, there are others?", Sunny asked with surprise.
"Maybe. Maybe they left, who knows. I don't even know who they are", he answered.
"Why are you telling us all this?", Damian asked.
"Well. Why would I hide that? You guys can't do anything", he said with a wicked smile.
"What do you mean?", Damian asked with his brows tilted.
"He's just trying to rile us up. Don't trust all his words", Mills said as he was the only one calm there.
"Oh, you guys don't know what's coming for you", he laughed like a maniac.
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