Chapter 611
At the school, Verchiel parked in a no parking zone. Ark was already there, heading into the building. Fuck him, Katelina thought, half hoping he'd pick it up from her mind.
She followed Verchiel past a group of armed National Guard soldiers, her nervous eyes on the ground as she tried to ignore their guns.
Inside, Verchiel led them through the lobby, where a handful of refugees sat in a cluster, then on past the gymnasium. Katelina had a quick peek through the open doors. The polished wood floor was obscured by rows of cots and privacy screens. A group of people worked on setting up more. She didn't check to see if she recognized any of the refugees. Their slumped shoulders were enough without putting names to the defeat.