208 Collision

Stepping outside from an old, beaten down cabin, Riv raised his arm to shield his eyes. The light was shining quite bright outside since it was still the afternoon. He gave himself a few stretches here and there and made sure that everyone was still waiting outside, in their positions.

There were around twenty or so members in total. Most of them had been part of the attack on Westbridge high school, following his orders, and now they were standing here on guard in the middle of the woods. Of course, he couldn’t utilise the whole of the red gang for this, otherwise it would catch the eyes of those above him, which was something he didn’t want. Still, he needed a few to be here for safety. Not that he expected there to be any trouble.

“Looks like everything is going smoothly.” Riv smiled, his trouser pocket was vibrating and picking it up, he could see the name Brandon written across his phone. Looking away, he placed it back in his pocket, ignoring the call.