Chapter 11

"Alright," I said, pretending to relent, "if you're that insistent, I can take you to the warehouse. But you have to promise—once you see the supplies, you play by our rules and keep the peace." Mark Whitaker and the others immediately lit up with greedy expressions. It was clear their interest in our stockpile far outweighed any concern for rules or cooperation. I used that. I began describing the warehouse's location and the types of supplies inside, intentionally exaggerating the details...