Chapter Thirty-Three
Reminisce
Lucien stood on the parapet and stared out across the vast, empty landscape in front of the compound. Except it wasn’t empty of life. Around sundown there had been maybe two dozen or so Bloods standing out there, perfectly still like statues. Watching the soldiers who stared back. Not making any sort of threatening move or even advancing toward the compound.
As darkness enveloped them, the numbers increased. And when the broken moon finally managed to shine its partial light across the barren scenery, there was no way to count how many figures were out there.
Eerily silent, as if patiently waiting for a sign or signal.
“What are they doing?”
moved up next to him. The ex-mercenary grunted. “Hell if anyone knows.” He held out a piece of jerky to him. “
