Chapter 31 – The Hermian Revolution
Angelina strode down the street, her brigade at her back. Passersby hurried to get out of the way. They knew who she was, and they knew what was going down. Everyone in Crater was now either looking for a fight or trying to avoid one. She carried her pistol in her hand, not her holster. At her age, she wasn't exactly a fast draw anymore. It simply wouldn't do to end up dead because of some holster-related hang-up. A passerby approached her, and she tensed.
“Angelina!” the young woman shouted. Her eyes widened at the sight of the gun, and she skidded to a halt. “There's a bunch of Trustees on the next street. They're beating people up and breaking things.”
“Find a place to hide,” Angelina barked. She turned to face her brigade. “Everyone hear that? Lel
