The hike through the woods from where we parked the trucks wasn't bad. The house Devils Den uses isn't much— a simple, two-story farmhouse. Half of us are on one side with the Mercs, and the other half of the brothers are waiting on the other side, hidden within the tree line. Faylinn didn't suspect anything when I left her at the house tonight, which eased my worry some. I need my head in the game for this.
Volcano and Katnip each toss a large black duffel bag on the ground, Motormouth squatting and unzipping them.
"All your boys are armed, right?" she asks me as she pulls an AR-15 out and hands it to Katnip along with a box of ammo.
"Yeah, we're armed."
"Good," she says, taking her guns out of their holsters to load them with bullets from inside the bag. "Don't accidentally
