Chapter 8
The remainder of the journey progressed without a hitch. They had driven through the scenic Eldorado National Forest, Rosemary oohing and ahhing at each breathtaking vista. By mutual consent they had bypassed Sacramento, where there was bound to be a greater number of Black Guards and therefore more chance of trouble.
As they were driving over the Oakland Bridge, Brenda, who was driving, thought it was about time everyone worked out what they were going to do.
“The first thing I think we should do is find some accommodation,” said Michael. “What do you girls want to do?”
Michael saw Brenda look at Rosemary. “Not to sound mercenary, but the first thing I want is to be paid the rest of the credits we’re owed.”
“Which you will be,” said Bevan. “As soon as we find somewhere to b
