“Can’t afford slow and steady,” I said.

“Why?  You were telling me earlier, but we got interrupted.”

I’d been glad for the interruption, and I was profoundly disappointed the subject had come up again.

Why, though. Is it that you don’t want to tell Grue your answer, or that you don’t have an answer?

I folded my arms and looked away, down the road to where it gradually sloped to the shattered Boardwalk and the ocean beyond.

Here was the leap of faith.  The test of my trust in him.  “Because if I don’t amaze Coil, if I don’t force his hand and give him absolutely no reason to say I failed… he’s going to keep Dinah.  If he does, the only way to free her is going to be if Tattletale and I take Coil down.  And I don’t think we’d succeed.”

Taylor.

It’s not going to work. He’ll find a way, and if he doesn’t, well… he’s an “honorable” man who’s been true to his word so far, but I still think he’d go back on the deal if he had to.

“Seems like you started something,” Grue said, when the last of them were out of earshot.

I shook my head.  “I don’t even understand how.”

Sierra seems to get it, at least.

“Still think you’re moving too fast.  Like I said earlier, there’s no good reason for it.”

“Dinah’s a good enough reason for me.”

I’m mostly with Grue, thinking Taylor is focusing too hard on Dinah, but I get where she’s coming from. She feels responsible for the whole thing, so she feels she has to correct it at any cost to her own well-being.

“Maybe.  But you’ve got to find time to relax, get some sleep, maybe have some fun.  Or you’re going to make mistakes, and you’ll set yourself back days or weeks in your plan.  Slow and steady wins this race.”

Yes.

It took the one in the lead a bit of courage before he could approach me.

Hello!

“Yes?” I asked, when he didn’t speak.

“We were remembering how some girl was saying you were recruiting, the other day.”

Nice, looks like we’ve got more people who want to join after what just happened.

“I was and I am.”  My heart was pounding.  Why was this happening now, when it had met with only resistance earlier?

I mean, Sierra basically spelled it out just about a dozen paragraphs ago.

“Don’t want to do anything illegal.”

“Not asking you to.  You okay with starting with some clean-up?”

That’s reasonable. Not all her employees are going to be okay with the more legally dubious parts.

He looked at his buddies -or were they brothers?- and nodded.

“Sierra here will tell you what needs to be done.  Put in a good effort and I’ll pay you at the end of the day.”  My thoughts were on the small safe that I was using as a bedside table.

The swarm is expanding rapidly now!

His eyes widened slightly at that.  “Mind if I go and get my cousin?  He’ll be interested too.”

Oh wow, it seems like he didn’t realize he’d get paid. I suppose she didn’t say anything explicitly about monetary payment back at the announcement of her takeover.

“Go.”  I ordered, and Sierra led two of them inside while the leader of the newest group ran off at a half-jog.

Excellent.

I instructed my new employees to stack the crates of trash outside the door.  I stayed outside with Sierra and Grue when they went back in to get more.

Talking time?

“You’re going to have to watch those ones,” Grue said.

“I know.  Listen, I want to send Sierra down to meet the boss, pass on word about stuff I need.  Can you escort her part of the way?”

Any particular reason for that?

Honestly, I’d like to see the conversation they might end up having on the way.

“Sure,” he said.

“If you’re willing, Sierra?  I know it’s somewhat dangerous to cross the city, and our groups don’t control all of the territory between here and there.  I could send one of those guys with you.  Bit of a walk, though.  Maybe forty-five minutes both ways.”

Ah, I guess that would be why she’s sending Grue with her.

“No, I can go alone, if it’s not too bad.”

“Good,”  I said.  I turned my head to see a trio of young men who were approaching us.

I think if I were in Sierra’s shoes, I’d probably prefer going alone too, over going with these former ABB members I just met.

I couldn’t think of a response to that, and nobody volunteered anything further.  Instead, I said, “Come on, let’s get to work.”

It wasn’t the nicest of jobs, but my new employees worked without complaint.  Or, to be more specific, the girl and shaggy-hair complained often but they didn’t direct those complaints at me or the job, specifically.

More at things like the conditions of the garage, maybe?

Since the usual means of communication were out, and it might be some time before cell phone towers were out, I’d have to use messengers to pass word on to Coil.  I began explaining what I planned to do with the space to Sierra, outlining the need for bunk beds, a cafeteria or kitchen and an area for people to sit.

This is going to be pretty nice when they’re done.

The area wasn’t a quarter of the size of Lisa’s shelter, but it was a refuge, maybe.  A place where people could congregate and get some peace.  And, ideally, it could be a barracks for my soldiers.

I like this plan.

“Can I ask what they are?”

I looked around, and it was Grue I looked at while I spoke.  “Having everyone in the Docks spread out like this, over this wide an area?  It’s a problem.  We’ve got single families living in warehouses and factories that could comfortably house three to five families, and they’re dealing with problems that we could handle far more easily as a group.  And there’s the logistics of it, getting supplies to everyone when there’s only three to six groups of people on a given city block.  I want to bring people from the fringes in, so we’re not so spread out.  Get everyone working for the collective good.  Build a community and tie everything to a smaller area.”

That makes a lot of sense. If this plan extends far enough, it would also put a lot more people within the range of Skitter’s bugs.

“There’s going to be resistance,” Grue spoke.  “People aren’t going to want to move, and they’re too spooked about run-ins with Chosen and Merchants to trust one another.”

Of course. There’s always going to be stubbornness and fear. I doubt the patriarch is going to like this.

“If-” Sierra started, but she stopped when Grue snapped his head around to face her, intimidated.  She tried again, “If she’s going to try it, now would be a good time.  Word’s getting out.”

About the Mannequin fight, like what brought these former ABBs to Skitter’s doorstep? Or?

“About what, specifically?” I asked.

“You fought Mannequin, you said you’d make him pay, and then you did.  And you did it to save people, people from the docks.  I think people are realizing you’re for real.”

Yep. She’s proven herself, proven that she’s willing and capable of really protecting them.

And with the Slaughterhouse Nine in town, they’ll be well aware that there’s something to protect them from, and since Taylor beat Mannequin, they’ll know she’s not going to back off when faced with such a foe.

I opened the doors and strode inside, followed by the new members and Sierra.  Grue followed at the tail end of our group.

It’s going to be interesting to see what Grue has to say about this decision and Taylor’s behavior afterwards.

The square building had been a garage for the biggest sorts of trucks or for boats, and sported three sliding metal garage doors, only one of which still opened.  A cargo container sat in the back corner.  I had my suspicions that boxes of recyclables had been piled up along the walls when Leviathan’s wave hit.

With a little TLC, it could become a nice little hideout for these people.

Now, scraps of metal, paper and other trash littered the floor inside until the floor was barely visible.  “If you’re really interested in joining, you can start by cleaning this place up.”

“Why?” the girl asked.

So you can live in it! And so you can show that you’re willing to do work that’s not just “punch this, shoot that”.

“If my say-so isn’t good enough-”

“No,” she raised her hands to stop me.  “Just… can’t I know what the point is?”

That’s fair.

“I want you somewhere accessible.  This is close to my command center, it’s dry, it took a hit from a tidal wave and it’s still in remarkably good shape, and it’s spacious enough to serve our purposes.  At least to start off.”

Dry?

A look passed between the two boys.  Which of my points had given them that momentary hesitation?  Still, they nodded again.

I’m guessing that last one.

“Do you guys have a place?”

“Nah,” said shaggy-hair.

“Come on,” I said.

Welcome aboard.

I led them to the nearest spot to get from the beach to the old Boardwalk, and into the Docks.

I had our destination in mind.  During my stay in the area, nobody had occupied it.  A thorough check of the structure found no splintering supports or framework, and there was no crumbling masonry.

Oh, neat, she’s giving them a place to live separate from the Hive.

Wait, didn’t the one with the thick accent talk about a “neighbor”?

The second Japanese guy spoke up.  He was in his early twenties and his accent was thick enough that I didn’t realize he was speaking English at first.  He pronounced ‘girl’ more like ‘gurru’.

That’s pretty thick.

“Other day, girl was knocking on neighbor’s door, talking about you.  Said you was good boss.  Nice, generous, fair.  But we think that means you weak, before, not so much of that now.”

I like this sense of payoff.

I shook my head slowly.  “No.  I’m not weak.”

“We know you has trouble with Lung and ABB before.  Not friendly.  But they gone, we still here.”

I suppose that means they no longer really identify as “ABB”, though they’ve still been shaped by their experiences in the gang.

“You should know this isn’t about preying on the people in my territory.  Just the opposite.  If you’re looking for an excuse to bully the people around here, you’re in the wrong place.  The only people we fuck with are our enemies.”

Good to get that out in the open where everyone can see it, yeah.

There were nods from all three.

“No starting violence, no drug dealing, no prostitution, no threatening people, and no drug use or drinking unless it’s a hundred percent limited to your own time.”

Gonna take a bit of getting used to, maybe, but these seem like reasonable terms.