Chapter 70 Chaos In The City

• The kind of scene last observed was that of the Brighton City streets, appearing more like a battleground. When Zoe drove her car through the confusion, I could hardly recognize the familiar scenery with the nightmare that was happening in front of me. Thick plumes rose from several points; the screeching of fire trucks heralded smoke.
• ‘We need a plan,’ Chase said from the backseat, his tone steel edged, but clear.
• “Where do we even start?”