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Authors: Kellee L. Greene
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It was probably some psychological technique he had learned in his HOME training. But if it was a technique, surely Dezzie would pick up on it sooner or later and shutdown completely.
“We started in Texas,” he said as Dominick pounded on the window and shot him a dirty look. It didn’t seem likely that he heard what Mack had said. It was more likely just that he had seen his men talking to us and wanted it to stop since he wasn’t there to monitor what they were saying.
“What had the weather been like down there when the big storm hit?” Sienna asked as if she was actually interested in his experience with the storm.
Mack smiled at her. He had a nice smile, but I didn’t think he showed it much. Mack glanced at Dominick before he shook his head to indicate he wouldn’t, or maybe couldn’t, answer. There was no way he was going to risk pissing off his leader, who turned out to also be his brother.
The rest of the ride had been quiet except for the whistling of the wind. We made several turns and probably drove for an hour before they turned towards a fenced in area that was fairly well hidden by a grouping of trees.
“You guys build this place?” Penn asked nodding towards their secret town we were slowly approaching.
Dezzie nodded, but didn’t bother to open his mouth to tell us anything more about the place. If it hadn’t been for Dominick’s presence, I bet Dezzie would have talked. I was almost one hundred percent sure of it. But with Dominick right there he wasn’t going to overstep his bounds. I couldn’t help but wonder what Dominick would do if he would have. Maybe Dezzie already knew what he’d do, and that was why he kept his mouth closed.
After ten seconds or so, two people slid open a gate. The truck just barely squeezed through and made its way inside the fenced in area.
As we pulled in, I noticed their little town was a lot bigger than I had thought at first glance. There were some small houses and a large building off to the side of the parking area. Next to the large building they had a set of what looked like modified porta-potties.
The area wasn’t extremely large, but it was big enough for the hundred or so people Dominick claimed were living inside under his watch. They probably could even house many more people before the camp became uncomfortably crowded.
The driver slammed the truck into park next to one of the other vehicles. In their lot they had two trucks, well, three counting the one we were in, and two cars. Keeping their tanks full was probably quite a challenge, but for all I knew they didn’t even use any of the other vehicles because they couldn’t find gas.
Dominick walked around to the back of the truck but whipped around when he heard the loud ruckus that was coming from somewhere inside his town. I couldn’t see what was going on since there was a garage-like building in the way, but I was dying to know. Dominick left us there as he walked quickly towards the commotion.
Penn hopped down as if he was going to follow him. He turned to help Sienna and I off of the truck, and Dean leapt off of the truck like he was doing some kind of gymnastics move. We followed at a short distance behind Dominick and his men. Penn led the way cautiously, since we couldn’t even venture a guess as to what was going on.
We made a turn around one of the buildings and I saw what looked to be a small wooden stage. I covered my mouth to hold in my gasp, when I saw the three people standing up on the platform with nooses tied around their necks. What was going on in this place? What had we gotten ourselves into?
Dominick took long, purposeful strides as he made his way over to the stage. But judging by the way he moved, it didn’t seem as though he was at all concerned about what had been going on while he was away.
There was a large crowd that had already gathered around the stage. We tried to blend in, but it hadn’t really worked. The people who noticed us knew instantly we
“We started in Texas,” he said as Dominick pounded on the window and shot him a dirty look. It didn’t seem likely that he heard what Mack had said. It was more likely just that he had seen his men talking to us and wanted it to stop since he wasn’t there to monitor what they were saying.
“What had the weather been like down there when the big storm hit?” Sienna asked as if she was actually interested in his experience with the storm.
Mack smiled at her. He had a nice smile, but I didn’t think he showed it much. Mack glanced at Dominick before he shook his head to indicate he wouldn’t, or maybe couldn’t, answer. There was no way he was going to risk pissing off his leader, who turned out to also be his brother.
The rest of the ride had been quiet except for the whistling of the wind. We made several turns and probably drove for an hour before they turned towards a fenced in area that was fairly well hidden by a grouping of trees.
“You guys build this place?” Penn asked nodding towards their secret town we were slowly approaching.
Dezzie nodded, but didn’t bother to open his mouth to tell us anything more about the place. If it hadn’t been for Dominick’s presence, I bet Dezzie would have talked. I was almost one hundred percent sure of it. But with Dominick right there he wasn’t going to overstep his bounds. I couldn’t help but wonder what Dominick would do if he would have. Maybe Dezzie already knew what he’d do, and that was why he kept his mouth closed.
After ten seconds or so, two people slid open a gate. The truck just barely squeezed through and made its way inside the fenced in area.
As we pulled in, I noticed their little town was a lot bigger than I had thought at first glance. There were some small houses and a large building off to the side of the parking area. Next to the large building they had a set of what looked like modified porta-potties.
The area wasn’t extremely large, but it was big enough for the hundred or so people Dominick claimed were living inside under his watch. They probably could even house many more people before the camp became uncomfortably crowded.
The driver slammed the truck into park next to one of the other vehicles. In their lot they had two trucks, well, three counting the one we were in, and two cars. Keeping their tanks full was probably quite a challenge, but for all I knew they didn’t even use any of the other vehicles because they couldn’t find gas.
Dominick walked around to the back of the truck but whipped around when he heard the loud ruckus that was coming from somewhere inside his town. I couldn’t see what was going on since there was a garage-like building in the way, but I was dying to know. Dominick left us there as he walked quickly towards the commotion.
Penn hopped down as if he was going to follow him. He turned to help Sienna and I off of the truck, and Dean leapt off of the truck like he was doing some kind of gymnastics move. We followed at a short distance behind Dominick and his men. Penn led the way cautiously, since we couldn’t even venture a guess as to what was going on.
We made a turn around one of the buildings and I saw what looked to be a small wooden stage. I covered my mouth to hold in my gasp, when I saw the three people standing up on the platform with nooses tied around their necks. What was going on in this place? What had we gotten ourselves into?
Dominick took long, purposeful strides as he made his way over to the stage. But judging by the way he moved, it didn’t seem as though he was at all concerned about what had been going on while he was away.
There was a large crowd that had already gathered around the stage. We tried to blend in, but it hadn’t really worked. The people who noticed us knew instantly we
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