It took forty-five minutes until we reached the Midnight pack’s lands. It was surrounded by a barbed wire fence and towers where I could see several sentries standing guard. When we got to the guard post at the entrance, Adam stopped and leaned out with a charming smile.
“Well hey there, Cliff! How’s your night goin’?” he said good-naturedly.
“Adam McCloud! Your daddy showed up a few minutes ago. My night was goin’ pretty good ‘til your sorry ass showed up.” The man said with a chuckle.
“I live to please! Say, we was meetin’ Daddy here to talk at Kevin for a bit. You reckon you can let us on through?” he said.
“Of course, good buddy! I’ll talk at you later.” The man said with a smile. We drove through the gate and the sight of the pack shocked me. The tiny cottages were rundown and
