Just getting to the house from where the car got blocked in was hard enough: he’d let himself get out of shape the past few years, and he was lucky his heart had stood up to the shock of zombies being real, to say nothing of the strain of running ten blocks.
That had been the easy part. With no vehicle and no weapons, getting across town to where Hope was holed up would be nearly impossible, at least until the cops or the National Guard got things under control. Hopefully she could hold out until then. Hopefully he could.