The paralyzing fear that the GC would show up and bust them was gone, but anytime the kids heard a strange noise they knew it could be trouble. She stayed behind a tree and watched. Vicki couldn’t place the driver and the other passenger, but she knew Mark’s smile. He jumped out and introduced Carl. Vicki noticed Carl had the mark of the believer. “And you’re not going to believe who I ran into,” Mark said. A burly man walked out from behind the truck. “Pete!” Vicki screamed. Pete hugged Vicki and the others, then turned to the schoolhouse. “Some place.” “Works for us,” Vicki said. “Come inside and catch us up on everything—” Pete shook his head. “Work first—talk later.” The kids pitched in and unloaded the truck. This was the biggest shipment Z had sent them. They filled the shed and the storage area near the kitchen and moved to the basement. They even lined the underground tunnel with canned food, making sure there was room to get by in case they needed a quick escape.
