Wayne Anderson was a fairly reasonable and calm person, but when the CDC came around and started forcefully deputizing him and his crew to start collecting bodies... He had not signed-on for this sort of shit... and now they were dragging-in Nat'l guardsmen to make sure the CDC's wishes were enforced.

Five years on the job and now this... He reasoned it was time to quit; if the mayor thought it was so goddamned important to drag more bodies into the town to make sure this would happen, let [i]those[/I] bodies do it. Of course, the town just happened to be going into quarantine and martial-law at the same time, so simply ignoring the plight would likely land a loud knock on the door... So he'd elect to pick-up his family and run before they'd start looking for him.

This would be his first mistake.