Book 3 - Page 46 (1/2)

“Thanks for telling me. I think I’d like to visit Rosemere someday.”

“No offense, Deuce, but I hope you come as a traveler, not a Huntress.”

I smiled at that. “None taken. I don’t wish war or hards.h.i.+p on the only peaceful place in the territories. I just … I’d like to see something like that. That’s all.”

“I was wondering…” For the first time since I’d met him, Morrow seemed bashful. “You teased me but I’m recording all of our adventures. And someday, I’d like to hear your story in detail—everything you can remember from down below, what life was like, how you came to Salvation and then Soldier’s Pond.”

“Really?”

“Truly. I need your permission, though. It doesn’t seem right otherwise.”

“You have it,” I said.

Campaign

In addition to provisions, boots, and uniforms, we picked up forty more men, including Rex, before we left Soldier’s Pond. I heard her advisors haranguing Colonel Park as we marched past HQ, but there was nothing they could do, short of rummaging through each man’s pack.

This time, I was better equipped to provide for so many men and with warmer weather and better forage, the soldiers should stay healthy longer.

It hit me hard that I didn’t have Stalker as my scout leader anymore. He had handpicked the scouts according to some private criteria, and I missed his expertise. Morrow did his best, but he lacked my friend’s instincts. Their information was critical, however, so we all had to press on. I remembered what Colonel Park had said to me about structure, now that we were substantially larger than twelve men.

“Hold up. Tegan, Fade, Tully, Spence, Morrow, Thornton!” I called their names as soon as we left town, and they came over to see what I needed.

“I’ve looked to all of you repeatedly. It’s time to make it official. I talked to the colonel about rankings and she said a company as large as ours needs command infrastructure, so the men know who to talk to and who’s in charge.”

Thornton nodded. “I wondered when you would get around to it.”

“You didn’t see the need to clue me in?”

“Nope.”

I laughed. Though he was bigger and blunter than Longshot had been, sometimes Thornton reminded me of him. “You’re staff sergeant, and I’m putting you in charge of provisions. If we need something, let me know. If you see a soldier going without or who’s not taking care of his gear, tell me that too.”

“Does this mean I get to scream when I see infractions?”

“Yep,” I said, mimicking his delivery.

He actually cracked a smile. “Then thank you for that.”

“Tegan, I’m officially making you company medic. Keep an eye on the soldiers because they may not come forward if they’re feeling off. I know it’s a lot to ask because there’s so many of us now—”

“Do I get a fancy t.i.tle?” she cut in pertly.

“Doc Tegan isn’t enough?”

She smiled. “No, it’ll do. And it’s nice to have my talents recognized.”

“I’m told I need a squad leader for every thirty men.” At that point, I looked at Fade, Tully, and Spence. “I’m dividing the men up between the three of you. You have more like sixty men each at this point, but we’ll have to make do.”

“You’re not taking a squad?” Tully asked.

I shook my head. “The colonel tells me that the captain—or whatever I am—has to be apart from keeping the peace like you three will. Should I have them count off?”

I studied the men standing in formation. At last, we looked like a proper army, no longer ragtag or mismatched, and with Gavin flying our banner proudly at the front of the column, a tremor of pride ran through me. Momma Oaks made this possible; she sewed until her fingers bled to get the uniforms done fast enough … because it was my dream. These men weren’t bound to any town; they all shared a single cause—to defeat the Freaks or die trying.

I did this.

I didn’t quit.

And I will not fail.