Chapter 9
Guarded
After a few short, restless hours, Atty returned to the top of the wall. Her cold fingers remained clutching the bow and arrow as she surveyed the tree line. Somewhere out there Bloods were regrouping for another attack. She was certain of it.
She turned to glance back inside the compound, but something else was bothering her. Something she couldn’t pinpoint. Yet it was enough to raise the hairs on the back of her neck.
“Atty?” Paxton trotted up to where she stood. “There’s been no further activity on any wall.”
“What about the gates?”
“They’ve been briefly inspected. They’re sturdy and holding.”
“That’s good to know.” She turned her back on him and resumed her observation of the land outside the compound’s wall. However, Paxton knew her well enough to discern some
