Tiber revved the engine, the [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jWEmBRlEdFI]radio[/url] hopping on as soon as they sped off into the main road, sending bits of gravel and flecks of dirt tumbling to the wayside. The few miles to town were a straight shot save for the last stretch when they passed by a fueling station. Tiber enjoyed rides with the wind in his face accompanied by a speed beyond men, the sound of a roaring engine beneath him. Picket fences and various livestock idly grazing set the scene, and yet behind the sunglasses he wore, his eyes were sharp and exuded danger. 

Truth be told, he felt more like a barbarian now than he ever had in his life, even more than the ribbings he would get from his unit in the service. He wasn't going to battle in formation, he only had a partner with him, and despite the Ketcharch not being a true, lawful authority figure, somehow he felt he was acting in rebellion. He couldn't explain it, but it was a feeling that wouldn't leave his head in the drive to town. 

Once they reached the fueling station, they saw a modified parser, a moderate-sized supped up transport, stationed by the food mart. Three of the Ketcharch's men in civilian clothes laughed and smoked as they stood guard. Tiber rode on passed them without slowing in the least, and they did not seem to notice. Tiber smirked. If this went south, they would be strung up. 

"On our left," Sabatine said softly, after they had slowed down. Tiber saw the eye of a man peering just past the newspaper he was supposedly reading. He looked right, and even as she mentioned the right, he saw the old woman staring out of her window, obviously not cleaning the glass surface as she was attempting to appear so. The further they went into town, they saw more overt showing of strength, though no one made a move against them. Like as not it wasn't meant for them, but a show for the masses. Obviously word had gotten out about missing men, and to keep the population from feeling emboldened, the ketcharch had decided to let his auxiliaries out to look tough. 

Tiber didn't parked the atv in a space for it. He set it down right at the foot of the stairs leading up to the ketcharch's stronghold. It looked like a smart, quaint office building for a lowly mayor. Tiber wondered what the inside looked like. Probably far more conspicuous.