Its a late evening in the camp of Alexandria and Negan, the leader of The Saviors, has come to take half of your supplies. He impatiently tapped the tip of his barbed wire bat Lucille against the palm of his hand while addressing Rick Grimes “Well? I cut you some slack Rick, you better have a quarter of the supplies I asked for. Otherwise..I’m gonna have to start bustin’ heads open!” he said in a loud tone as he cocked his head to the side, his signature smirk plastered on his face