Gang Up: A Bikerland Novel by Nightside Nadia

Author:Nightside, Nadia [Nightside, Nadia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Midnight Publishing
Published: 2015-08-05T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15:

Though Robin didn’t know it, her own situation was much like Abigail’s across the boundaries of Temple and across again the boundaries of the Compound, in the bunker reserved solely for the Family and its most closely regarded Kin.

Earlier in the day, outside the Compound walls, a crowd had gathered demanding entrance. They wouldn’t disperse until the guards turned their guns on them and told them to get on home before they opened fire. Anybody that was allowed to come into the Compound would be notified, they said, and the best way to be notified was to stay in their homes where they could be found easy.

Robin had seen all this because it had happened when she was trying to get back in after the altercation with Abigail. In front of the Compound gates and walls there was about thirty feet of cleared space on any side. If ever a person took up space with a caravan or a wagon, the Family would—within just minutes of its arrival—confiscate the obstruction immediately. There were warnings posted all over the walls, and guards always on duty to warn people away, and so they considered themselves justified in this action.

So, to stay out of the view of the crowd, she had crouched beneath a fallen billboard until they were properly dispersed. And then she entered herself easily, the guards recognizing her. Everyone in the Family knew Robin by conversation, by name, or at the very least by face. It was hard to forget a beautiful face like hers even in the worst of times. She always did her honest best to look as beautiful as possible, knowing her place as a woman—to look as pretty as she could for the pleasure of strong, sure men.

The guards truly displayed some despicable behavior, Robin had thought. Turning their weapons on the citizen of a place. A citizen these warriors were supposed to be protecting—the whole reason why they were warriors in the first place. She didn’t think you could turn a weapon on someone without the intent to use one—that wasn’t what she had been taught by Titus or even Troy. If you aimed at someone with a loaded gun, that was intent. And the intent didn’t just wash away if an ultimatum was there. It lingered like the bad taste of a rotten onion far past its time.

Desperate times called for equally desperate measures, she supposed. But it would be nicer if the measures had been more thought out. Desperate times were never that far away in the wastes.

So, holed up in the bunker, alone in her concrete quarters, she said nothing about the behavior to anyone.

There, alone in that concrete cube, she was left alone with nothing but her thoughts. This was the worst place to be for a woman like Robin. She loved accounts and numbers because there was always some new way to adjust them. Some new way to approach them that would create a long-term gain as opposed to a short-term one.

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