Allie asked. “I saw around ten,” Keo said. “But that’s not all of them.” “No.” “Stop beating around the bush. How many more are running around the park right now with machine guns?” “Assault rifles.” “What?” “They’re carrying around mostly assault rifles. I haven’t seen a machine gun among them yet.” “What’s the difference?” “Well, machine guns are—” “I don’t care,” she interrupted. “How many more?” He smiled. “I was told around fifty.” “That’s a lot.” “Yup.” He followed her the short distance from the dock to the houseboat. It was beige, just over forty feet long and somewhere around fifteen feet wide.