"She's at home," I said. "She's none of your concern. I'm here to do the exchange and deliver the women to her for care, as you agreed to."

He didn't get told no very often, I could tell by his reaction. He was used to being the bully, and I wasn't playing along. He looked at my scars, my tattoos, and I could see him sniffing deeply. I wasn't scared, I was dangerous. He wasn't the only predator on this land.

"Of course," he finally said. He gestured to the other vehicles, doors opened and guards started helping women out of the vehicles. Doc jumped down, helping the women up...