He reached down to the door's handle, easily popping it open. He paused and pulled at the two way radio he had hooked to his lapel, calling back to Charlie. "Any movement Chaz?" Hardy couldn't shake the feeling of eyes on him and hoped they were only his partner's.
Charlie had already faced a few of these creatures and he was inclined to shoot first, ask questions later, but he attempted to maintain his composure. "No sir, not a thing's moved." And perhaps that was what unsettled Charlie the most.
The officer looked towards the other car. It didn't look like anyone was in it. Abandoned maybe due to the landslide? Hardy opened the door, the limp body of a man slid out of the seat and against Hardy's chest, but it wasn't a Northton officer. It looked to be a civilian.