Letty shrugged. They were situated near the outskirts of one of the major trading routes so lots of things came and went from lots of different shelters. A crossroads of sorts. There were a couple of shelters that could be raided, Raleigh was the biggest but the supply drops usually came from a third route that was just a little farther out so Letty never worried about hitting up a convoy heading toward her brother.
Of course no one knew about that
issue ... it was a closely guarded secret. No one knew anything about Letty's past life, they just knew she was the "bad-ass bitch with a robot arm". Where the arm came from and how she landed in this camp was anyones guess and she liked to keep it that way.
She kept her head down ... sort of
. She kept up banter with the blokes, taking pot-shots at lurkers and seeing who ranked the most kills. She boasted when she got the most kills, got a teasing when she had an off day or someone stole her kill. When she wasn't competing in dick measuring contests with the blokes, she had her head in an engine and grease covering her overalls and elbows where the sleeves had been rolled back. There was no time to talk about home, the past, family or any of that shit. No one knew she was more than just a gun-toting, engine-fixing bitch though. No one knew she secretly studied the trade routes and supply runs. No one knew she constantly paid attention to the news from the camps, most of all Camp Raleigh in particular.
Leo's name never came up of course. Reports rarely went into detail on individuals, most certainly not a grunt like Leo. Until he found the formula for a cure, he'd remain a nobody ... but the second he figures this shit out ... ... everyone will admire him.
Letty couldn't help but feel a pang in her chest when she thought about it. Leo was quiet and inauspicious. People noticed her
not him, even before the arm-thing happened. She liked that no one else ever paid him attention, he was hers and she was his ... though she got more attention and had more friends as kids, he never seemed to grow jealous or mind. She was different in that sense. She didn't want the whole world to want her brother, she liked it when the whole world was just her and him but that world had disappeared too long ago ... The only consolation was that when he found a cure perhaps they'd reunite. They wouldn't be separated Greaser or Govvy, people could live together again and old wounds could be mended.
That was the funny thing about being a twin. Letty knew she'd forgive him for not running, and she knew he'd forgive her for leaving. It didn't make being apart any easier though, but no one would suspect a thing from how Letty behaved. Arrogant and sassy, she didn't show her loneliness or vulnerability. And it was hard to cover it up this time ...
The meeting continued as Antonio slipped in beside her. "So, what'cha think s'on the truck?" he wondered, eyes sliding over to the female next to him.
Letty shrugged, "Drugs ... food maybe? Hopefully we can siphon some decent gas and salvage something useful from whatever shit-mobile they're driving"
. She, like the others, waited for further instruction and information."The convoy is coming up from the south to Raleigh..." "Raleigh?"
Letty piped up ... surprised. "We usually hit up that other bases supplies ... whats a Raleigh drop doing out here?"
she asked. "A new commander or some shit ... they'll be distracted and they'll be sloppy on a new route, it's an easy steal, too good to miss."Shit
This was bad news. Letty couldn't sit by and let Leo's camp run out of supplies ... They had enough to get by themselves, and there would be other convoys to plunder ... they could let this one go, but how would she convince them of that? "They'll be sloppy or twice as cautious since its a new route for them. Unless we know they'll be lapse are we really gonna risk getting shot up out there?"
They had routines, they knew the other routes and what to expect but this was a risk ... potentially huge payout but ... a risk was still a risk. "Is it worth taking that chance? What exactly are they carrying?"
Perhaps she was asking too many questions this time, she was usualyl the type to sit back and make a sarcastic comment, "Shut you big-ass mouth and lets go steal some stuff already"
, but this time she was asking questions, planning, thinking ... It was slightly out of character for her but she was scared for Leo and let slip ... hopefully not enough to draw undue attention to the fact, but a slip was still a slip. "Raleigh is one of the larger camps right? How d'we know they aren't gonna be packing some serious heat?"