His next idea was to try and run around to the passenger seat of the van and search the glove box, if he could. Certainly the van's insurance info would be in there to copy, and maybe he could investigate from there?
Suddenly, he heard the van start up...ready to leave. What would he do now? If the van left, he might never find his family. Not willing to risk getting run over by these zombies, he stepped back.
As soon as it backed out he began to chase it down the street until it sped up and he lost it.
Out of ideas, he decided he needed to go to the only place where he might be able to find clues....Jon Madison's house. He knew where Madison lived, not far away. He didn't think till he arrived of one problem...the door.
But, oddly enough, it wasn't locked.
