Max
"Think this belongs to one of the little girls?" Matthews says from behind me.
I shrug my shoulders wanting to just get out of here. We normally don't have any problems with the women here but we are also trained not to trust anyone.
Matthews walks over towards the small child located directly behind the woman attempting to communicate with Wells. The small little girl leans back, clearly afraid of the strange giant man in front of her, but after a moment, takes the doll in her clutch and buries her face in it. Matthews, now satisfied, stands and offers me a goofy grin.
Yeah, fucker, you have a way with kids.
I hear something shouted from behind me in a language I don't recognize and suddenly I see the woman right in in front of us, holding what looks like a make shift RPG. People
