Chapter Twenty-One
There were a lot of preparations to be made.
Clay and Marisol offered to book ahead as many parts of the journey as possible. They had contacts in several places. They took me to the bottom floor of the house where room after room contained supplies: clothing, cooking gear, camping gear, stoves. I objected to taking too many things. We might not be able to return them.
“This material is here precisely for this reason,” Clay said. “It’s not ours, but it’s here to distribute to people who need to travel inland and may have to avoid cities and towns.”
He told me to make sure that Anyu and Reida came down to collect electronic gear that was better adapted to local systems.
Why did I have the feeling that the Exchange paid for this stash of stuff? Why did it make me feel
