THEY COULD HAVE ASKED ME NICELY

Today's open air attack on Maxine Saunders was the last straw for her.

She watched horrified as at least twenty people died from a hail of bullets meant for her.

She escaped, as usual... she is too well trained to be captured by these buffoons.

But today, she puts an end to this madness.

All of this death and destruction could have been avoided a long time ago...

They Could Have Asked Me Nicely!

AAM

THEY COULD HAVE ASKED ME NICELY

...The silent bullet punched through Maxine's left leg a quarter inch from her kneecap.

The pain didn't even slow her down as she stepped over the rotting bodies, taking cover behind one of the Oak trees.

She is being hunted by The Syndicate... for her blood... filled with the antibodies that can cure America's viral apocalypse.

They want her dead or alive... by any means... but she will make sure it is them who dies by her bullets to their brains!...

AMM