Pink Zone Warning
*”Love bomb, love bomber. It’s a-comin’ on strong. Cant’ take it anymore. Come a-rockin’ through your door.”* -AC/DC, “Love Bomb” Larry raced through the practically deserted streets of his neighborhood. The boss had sent everyone home when news about the attack reached them, and he was pulling out of the parking garage when Jill’s first text came. “CUM HOM PLZ 911? Curiously, or perhaps not, getting home had been easier than expected. Unlike most terror attacks, the bulk of the traffic was...