Bertrand Clarence

“His name was Gerry Adamson. He stood half a foot taller than stocky Travis. “The highways are jammed. I was able to get a text to my cousin and he’s been stuck for two hours on the Turnpike. But now I can’t get anything else, the Internet connection keeps going out. We were about to get the car and take the Tappan Zee.” “The West side piers,” Travis said. “I ran into someone coming up here, he told me the only option left is by sea. They’re evacuating from the West side.” “By sea?” Corrina said. “How can we escape a tsunami by sea?”
― David Sachs, The Flood

“I think this little piss-ant trespassin’ on our land is one of them clan fellas, Pa. Look at them pants,” said the one directly to the old man’s right, confirming Stevie’s theory. A father and two sons. Or maybe two brothers and one son. The man was looking at Stevie’s army surplus pants, signature apparel for clan members.”
― Richard Cosme, Blood of the Dogs: Book I: Annihilation