Chapter Ten – Alexandria, Rick
"I don't see signs of him anywhere." Rick was irritated. Michonne looked at him. Wayne stood beside the two of them.
"Riley is a smart girl. So is Dale, If either one met up with your boy Daryl, they would have went to the last place I was with them. Jupiter." Wayne shoved his hands in his pockets. "That was a big herd. Could of pushed the kids anywhere."
"How old is Dale? Riley?" Rick asked, slowly.
"Dale is 33, Riley is 23… Otis was born when she was 18…" Wayne's voice trailed off. "Dale is a marine."
"Daryl is probably close to Dale's age… he's not my son, he's my brother." Rick stared the old man in the face. "We cannot wait here any longer. Daryl always comes home. He will with your kids if he has found them. We are moving on, and we will leave a note, we have a camp to get back to." Rick found a car, on the side of the road and wrote in walker blood – "Alexandria, Rick".
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