11DAY SEVENTY-SEVEN
It had taken until the early hours, but eventually Marianne had bowed to pressure and accepted she wasn’t the right person to go. She was overweight and unused to fighting; in truth, she had only volunteered herself to force Dominic’s hand, though she'd been prepared to go. Unfortunately, her physical constraints meant she’d have contributed little and may even have presented a risk to the scavenging group. Vicky volunteered to take her place; another slanging match with Selena last night had sealed the deal. She didn’t know how to get through to the stupid kid; didn’t even know if she could be bothered to keep trying. It had been an argument over nothing, but it had been enough to make the prospect of heading out into the unchartered landscape of death-filled Rotherhi
