A name I recognized was on the leadership lineup from the moment it showed up.
Aiam Elmost Ded.
I thought it could get messy depending on who else he was with. If it was my elder sister, it was more than possible that she could be using him to cover herself. She was just bitchy like that.
But to my surprise, Elmost was not working with anyone else.
I had a hunch when I saw the Juma Penitentiary being the house of the opposing party, it was usually where he operated as much as I remembered.
Elmost, just like many others on the outside of the fence that gladly let me step inside despite my overrunning them with zombies, were people who used to work with my family in the past.
Elmost himself was a rather high-positioned figure who frequently reported to my father.
Why did I know? Who wouldn't? A person who didn't remember the faces and names of his subordinates did not deserve to hold leadership.
