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something else to concentrate on besides the way the van hydroplaned, thanks to the wind-and-water combo.
    “Is this...normal?”
    “Where have you been living?” Bish asked bluntly. I glared at him in the rearview and he shrugged.
    “Underground. In a bunker,” she admitted. “I wasn’t allowed out much at all. These past couple of weeks have been eye opening.”
    I tried to digest that. Couldn’t imagine not knowing what the Chaos had been all about, but Jessa was from an entirely different world. Even though she’d held my hand and teased me about her grandmother, she was scared, maybe as much as she’d been with the LoV.
    She’d seen what I was capable of. I rarely showed my hand so early to any woman. Most of the time, they only sensed what I could do when necessary.
    Everyone wanted to be protected. Admitting it seemed to be the hard part for most people, which was something I never understood. There wasn’t any shame in wanting to feel safe. On the other hand, if I felt safe for too long, I got antsy. I needed the violence and danger the way others needed air and I’d certainly gotten more than my fair share in the past hour.
    We’re close , I signed and Bish translated. Then I signed only to Bish, I’ll stay with her and Bish signed back, And I’ll do the dirty work with Caspar.
    Caspar was the president of the MC, and he wasn’t going to be happy about the visitors we were bringing inside. If it wasn’t storming, we’d have been explaining it to him at the gates. So actually, I’d never been more grateful for a storm in my life, since it would buy us more time. If we were lucky, evidence of the burned bodies would be washed away. Bish had rolled the cars and the bikes into the lake, and with the added wind, they might sink or get pushed farther downstream. Eventually, the LoV and mafia would miss their people, but for now, we’d made it here, barely beating the start of the worst of the hail.
    Now, I pulled the van through the gate using the remote code. The guards had already taken cover underground, watching us through the camera feed. Once I got to the warehouse, where I’d park, Bish got out and opened the doors for me to drive through, and I saw how hard it was for him to hold them back against the wind. I pulled in quickly and he shut the doors behind him with a loud bang. The wind buffeted the reinforced metal and Jessa hugged herself.
    The warehouse was massive. The main floor was a giant maze of rooms off the large open parking garage where the cars and bikes were worked on as well as stored during storms. There was also a basement, which led to offshoots of the tubing systems. Charlie would be locked in here with us, but several soundproofed, windowless rooms over from where I’d stay with Jessa in the garage.
    The other half of the garage was for the tubing, where the giant cranes and other machines were stored. Defiance had started building their heavy equipment from salvaged spare parts of construction equipment partially destroyed from the Chaos, because they were a necessity for their tubing business. When the tubes were done, Caspar would send teams out, in separate trucks. The tubes were assembled once on-site, because they were afraid they’d be ambushed if anyone saw them along the way. People would kill for the generators alone.
    The warehouse had held up well enough after the initial Chaos, Caspar told us, and had since been further fortified. But being underground was always safer, which is where the rest of Defiance was, since the compound was on lockdown.
    There was a trapdoor, but bringing an outsider down into the tubes wasn’t done, not even if they were in need of medical attention. The tubes were Defiance’s last and greatest defense and letting a stranger see what exactly we had down there would be a mistake of epic proportions.
    Rules were in place for a reason. Letting our guard down could harm Defiance, and that was one rule I understood.
    I’d send Bish down