Let's Roll

KACELA

Wyatt gently shook me awake a few hours later.  I got up and put on jeans, combat boots and a flannel shirt over a tank top.  I braided my hair and pinned it to the top of my head, letting one small braid drop down over my eye.  I was ready.

I joined Wyatt at the railing, looking down at the main level.  There were eight SUVs now parked in there and the door opened to allow another one to drive in.  Warriors were milling around.

Wyatt tapped my arm.  “Earl is mind linking me.  He wants me to give you a heads up.  He’s going to have you talk to the men.”

I nodded.  I was surprised and a little concerned that the men might take exception to that, but it that’s what Earl wanted, I would definitely rise to the occasion.

Someone gave a sharp whistle and the chattering stopped.  Earl climbed to the top of the SUV and garnered the attention of everyone.

“Warriors