I left Margaret and Martin to handle the introductions and drifted away from the group, heading into the Whitesun Hotel to find the others.
The top floor was where they'd most likely be, that had become the unspoken default by now, the place Sydney and the others gravitated toward when there wasn't anywhere else to be. I didn't think they'd gone out scavenging, not today. I'd told them ahead of time that I was coming with Marlon and the others, so they'd have stayed close.
I crossed through the lobby and got about three steps inside before I saw them.
Brad. Billy. Kyle.
Standing there like they'd been waiting, which maybe they had been.
"Look who it is," Brad said. "The treacherous bastard, finally showing his face."
I stopped walking and looked at him. "I'm curious what exactly I did to earn that one."
"Listen to him," Billy snorted, crossing his arms. "He doesn't even know what he did wrong. Unbelievable."
