I started, not realizing she’d come up behind me. I looked at the now-stopped convoy on the east bank, where people were getting out and stretching, including Manny. Until Manny and his people had arrived, Camp Fox only had about ten civilians, the rest being soldiers—mostly Guardsmen. It hadn’t always been that way. After the outbreak, there had been well over a hundred non-military residents at Camp Fox. Doyle’s attack on Camp Fox had changed all that. The head of the militia had attacked when nearly all the soldiers were fixing the camp’s perimeter. No one had ever expected the attack to come from inside the base. The camp’s population had been decimated, and I’d almost lost Clutch.
Only forty-two survivors had made it to the Fox National Park to rebuild Camp Fox. Even with stragglers coming in every week, soldiers outnumbered civvies three to one. I think that was part of the reason why Tyler and Griz were overly protective of Jase and me. They still saw us as civvies rather than soldiers.
“Most are, I guess,” I said finally.
From this distance, even most civvies could pass as soldiers. Many of the Fox survivors, including myself, wore desert tan or olive drab from Camp Fox’s supply rooms as it was our most abundant source of durable clothing.
“Must be nice to have that kind of protection,” she said, her tone caustic.
I shrugged. “Yeah, I guess so, but it’s not like we’re not pulling our own weight. We all look after each other in some way.”
Jase emerged from the galley and headed our way. “Wes says they’re nearly done down there. We’ll have power tonight, but there’s not much diesel fuel left for the engines. We’re going to have to go on a fuel run soon.”
“Ha. Good luck with that,” Nikki said. “There’s no diesel fuel along this river for fifty miles in either direction. You’ll have to go onto dry land to find any.”
“We’ll find some,” I said.
“As long as you’re not taking what the Lady Amore needs,” she quickly added.
My brows rose. “We’re not competing. We’re all in this together.”
With her droll look, I could tell Nikki wasn’t convinced. “The Lady Amore needs fuel or else we’re dead in the water. The Aurora isn’t going anywhere, so it’s not like you need it.”
I chuckled. “We don’t need it for the boat. We need it for the generators. We’re just shooting for a couple luxuries to keep morale up: lights in the barges, some hot water, some portable heaters, and a couple working toilets.”
“Hmph.” She pursed her lips. “I don’t even understand why you couldn’t just hop in a jet and fly all your people to safety.”
My hands slid to my hips. I’d heard this all before, and it pissed me off every time. “Just because I have a pilot’s license doesn’t mean I can fly anything out there. You have a driver’s license. Does that mean you can drive a big semi-truck or bulldozer?”
Jase cut between us. “It’s all going to work out,” he said. “Don’t be so sensitive. Sheesh.”
After a moment, I sighed. “We’re all trying to just get by.”
“Say that to the river towns,” a man from the Lady Amore chimed in as he approached. I tried to remember his name.
“Hey, Bill,” Jase said as he fidgeted with his binoculars.
Ah, Bill.
Bill nodded to Jase before continuing. “Those towns that aren’t completely infested by zeds are having walls built around them. It’s getting harder and harder to find an open dock that’s big enough for the Lady.”
“The towns are closing off their docks?” I asked.
“No, they charge docking fees. Not to mention the outrageous fees for fuel and food,” he replied.
“It’s a cutthroat world,” I said, not knowing what else to say. Yeah, times were tough, but I’d seen the Lady Amore in action. They were managing just fine.
“Looks like they’re getting ready to load the pontoons,” Jase said at my side, looking through a pair of binoculars.
I lifted my rifle and looked through the scope. Everyone in the convoy, with scouts on the outliers standing guard, was busy unloading supplies around Tyler by the three pontoons. Two dead zeds floated facedown nearby.
“I wish we had a better place to secure all the vehicles,” Jase said. “It sucks leaving them out in the open like that.”