Salem, Oregon wasn"t a whole lot different than some other places Mason had visited since leaving the solitude of his mountain. It wasn"t the sprawling metropolis of D.C., but as the industrial outskirts gave way to businesses, it reminded him of the many towns the bus had rolled into on his trip across the country. He rode in beside Bracker on a truck filled with soldiers sent as reinforcements for the National Guard already helping to hold the city together.
Or at least, that"s what he"d been told.
Mason wore the same uniform they did to let him blend in a little better. They unloaded outside the command center set up by the Lieutenant Colonel in charge. Mason followed Bracker inside, hanging back to watch the people around them.
His job was to see the things Bracker couldn"t, to get
