At Westbrook meanwhile, the red carpet had not been rolled out for Garrick Voss.
Hades, that had developed a habit of carrying a gun and a knife on his person ever since he came into possession of the knowledge of the apocalypse. Like the other men, he pulled out his gun and turned it on Garrick Voss.
"Hey....hey...I am not here for trouble." Garrick said nervously, scared out of his mind. He had just survived a tsunami, only to end up in some kind of gang territory! He had no idea what to make of his surroundings. "I have money."
The men did not respond and most of them looked at Hades.
Garrick was an idiot but his observation and survival skills were high. He guessed that from all the attention Hades was getting, he was the boss. His eyes popped when he recognized the man in charge. "Hades Quinn!" He laughed and relaxed, sighing immediately in cathartic relief. Today was not the day he would die.