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“But we’d only have to sustain that till a harvest, which would be three months time. And we achieve that by having every family provide their neighbor with tools, seeds and livestock to get them started.”
“That’s over two million dollars.”
“2.16 to be exact.”
“Bacon, as soon as you can, I want a full report on what we have on hand and in reserves for emergencies. We need to knock that price in half.”
“Will do.”
“Let’s remember we have plenty of Vicki’s thatwillneed to contribute should push come to shove,” Bullets muttered, still blood thirsty for the guilty.
“You can be damn sure that will be required. Bullets, get with Kaj and find out our Viking count and what their potential provisions would be.”
“Sure will.”
“What about non-food essentials?” Bishop remembered.
“Bare minimum requirements before they learn to make their own items comes to about $1k per month.”
“For 2,400 people?”
“Yep.”
“Very doable.”
“Till they learn to make their own, yes.”
“Besomethingif it turned out these Kings were wrong about all this doom,” Spar said.
“They’re not wrong,” Seer said. “I see it, Maggie saw it, and Zodak saw it.”
“And now that chick who knows what the coin means,” Lesion said.
“Prepare for the worst, pray for the best. We do it every hurricane season,” Bishop reminded them. “This is no different.”
“It helps that our way of life is designed for any kind of storm,” Nitro said.
“Well, whatever this may or may not be,” Bacon said, “I’m glad as fuck we’re masters of these waterways.”
“Amen to that,” Traps said. “Whatever may come this way won’t travel easily.”
“And I’ll have all the eyes we need in these waters,” 8-Bit reminded.
Fuck, he needed this meeting. He returned to the lavatory and got closer to the phone. “It’s not my business what kind of relationship you have with the Man upstairs, but please keep in mind that we’re a family. What you do or don’t do affects all of us. Samuel, I’m not requiring it but I am asking if you’d consider conducting Church with the Twelve. Not asking for a hollerin’ hallelujah, just maybe thirty minutes a day for this Brotherhood to come together and handle up on the things that matter in the long run. I have a wife and a child on the way and I gotta confess, I’m finding myself scared shitless about alotof things, Mon Freres. I can use all the backup I can get with that. And it all begins and ends with the Man upstairs.”
All his brothers—blood included—gave their eager consent and the feeling of that unbreakable unity made him weak in the knees. “If it’s not possible to do it physically, we can do it this way,” Bishop said.
“I think Church with our Eveque sounds like a great way to spend at least one of our hours each day,” Bullets assured, getting everybody’s immediate consent.
“Let’s not speak for the wives,” Bishop said.
“I’ll speak for mine,” Traps assured. “She’ll agree or she’ll face the Pope Rope.”
“Thewhat?” Spar asked, his big laugh bringing theirs.
“That’s for our morespiritednegotiations. She gives me theyayor there will behellto pay.”
After a full minute of laughter, Lesion suggested, “Please give this man some yarn so we’re not attending a funeral.”
