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water, see if there's anything we can use,” Blake said and the two peeled off and headed toward the docks.  

    “I want the rest of us in an SCTV, it looks like they have enough,” he gestured to the   group of tan vehicles to the left of us.  

    “Get the garage doors up, Ba– Hannah .”   I glared at him for almost calling me Baby, then I followed his orders and went to the doors. They were electrical but there was always a way around.

    It took a bit of poking, but I found the manual release and disengaged the rail, allowing me to pull on the rope and bring the door up. It was big and I was huffing from the weight, by the time it was all the way up, but I got that bitch open and managed to engage the latch to keep it from crashing down.  

    I heard the crank of a few engines and fell back to find my own armored vehicle. I had secretly hoped they had a tank or two. I always wanted to drive a tank–but it was nothing but these armored vehicles. They didn’t even have mounted .50 calibers, which was rather disappointing.  

    My com crackled with static, Ito and Jimmy had found something. Jimmy’s voice came over the small speaker, “We got a small craft, looks like maybe a prototype or something they were engineering for a private customer. It’s not military. Can only hold five vehicles at max and has the controls of a regular craft. We can handle this one.   It’s berth five. We can load a few of the SCTVs onto it.”  

    “Good job, Jimmy. Romeo and I will meet you down there with two of these vehicles.” The com clicked off as I walked to Blake. He was paging through a binder.  

    “Looks like they only have vehicles. The weaponry must be attached at another plant, this is it. Number eight-seven over there should be gassed up. Take that one out into the yard,” he said to me.   “Romeo, take number nine-two down to the docks. I’ll follow in eight-three. We can come back and grab those two,” He pointed at the ones closest to us, “And follow Baby out.” I let him slide this time with the name and walked to my assigned vehicle without a glare. I was getting better.  

    The keys were in the ignition, the benefits of being in a locked plant, and the machine started right up. It wasn’t exactly like driving a truck, but it wasn’t rocket science either. I revved the engine and rolled out. Looks like the S-Island crew were now militarized.

SIX | Housekeeping

    The babysitter was in the house.  

    There were only about eighteen children. They ranged in age from seven to fifteen. I hadn’t had much contact with the kids, didn’t have any reason to. It wasn’t like I had any kids myself, or knew any of them personally. They mostly belonged to civilians, only three of them were legacy children and they were mainly tended by the old ladies and kept in another location.

    They greeted me suspiciously when I moved my box of possessions into the building. Red had told them he was leaving, which if I was one of those kids, I would think it was a positive. Red wasn’t exactly the cuddly and kid-friendly type.  

    The oldest boy, a scrawny fifteen-year-old, showed me to Red’s old berth and I tried not to think about how oily he was when I looked at the cot.  

    “What did Red do all day?” I asked the boy.  

    “Nothing. He sat around complaining and he distributed the food when they sent it back for us,” he said quietly.  

    This was going to be boring.  

    I spent the rest of the evening checking out the place. The building was secure. It had been a gym, but all the machines had been moved into the back parking lot. The front was all glass and overlooked the front lot where the civilian men lived and worked. The entire parking area was surrounded by a chain-link fence.  

    There was only one exit in the back, a rear door that was guarded by one of the brothers day and night. Or it was supposed to be. Mostly it was locked from the outside and there was no way to look out and check if