Chapter FiveAt the break of dawn that next day, Mark Excelsior and Devin Kilrush were surrounded by members of their biker club as they watched the great exodus begin. It was like the end of a huge outdoor music festival, as dozens of kids were taking down their tents and packing their gear. They spoke quietly amongst themselves, sharing drinks and packaged foodstuffs as they prepared for their mile-long journey to the little church along the desert.
“There's some good-looking women walking out of this camp,” Brute shook his head as he watched the first few campers pulling on their backpacks and balancing their truss rods for the long hike. “We should've tried to keep them around for a while longer.”
“For what?” Mark squinted at him. “We gave everyone a choice, and they made their decisi
