Thousands waited in a line that curved and twisted through the desert, like the snakes that made this place their home. At the head was a barn and a van with words painted sloppily in red paint. At this distance, Kai could barely make them out, but guessed it was something like ‘Blood Share’.
Shuffling through pockets that contained mostly crumbs and information from old jobs, Kai finally found what he was looking for: a picture Lilah had drawn of the two army generals. They both had physical mutations so should be easy to spot—one with small horns and the other a blue tint to her skin.
The pair finally emerged from the back of the van, appearing deep in conversation as they walked to the front of the barn and pulled apart the large sliding doors. Huddling together, the women cupped thei
