The sun hadn't even risen when Réne had called an all-hands-on-deck meeting. "We need to give the people an explanation," he said, looking around the room.
Everyone who had a command was there: Adam and Eve, Bishop and Sophia, and Alicia. They were the power core that made New Dawn Sanctuary what it was, and they had to present a united front, no matter what personal squabbles were going on.
"Is there even anyone left to explain to?" demanded Bishop, his face impassive as he looked over at Adam. The other man simply raised an eyebrow before dismissing Bishop like he was beneath him.
Fucker.
"Look, I know you are upset," sighed Alicia, as she rubbed her forehead. The circles under her eyes spoke volumes about her quality of sleep last night. "But this is the end of the world. We don't have the ability to crumble and fold because things got too tough. If we back down or call it quits, what happens next? What happens to those who look to us to give them that feeling of security?"
