บท 18: Beggar

I'm standing in the barn. It's a wooden shed that’s as big as a house with high hooks hanging from the ceiling, well what's left of the ceiling.

Lots of dry grass stacked up in high piles fill the place, which is for the horses. Call me dumb but I didn't know horses ate grass.

On the corner is a long table pushed against the wooden wall with various tools lined up on the top.

After lunch, Storm told me to walk to the barn and wait for one of them to meet me here and give me a run-down of the program and training I’ll be doing.

The door to the barn is open and my feet are itching to just go outside. But Killer told me during lunch that the first rule about being a Prospect of The Satan Sniper’s MC is- listen to your instructors.

And I have for twenty minutes.

That’s how long I'm waiting under the hot Southern sky. The barn got half the roof missing, the part that doesn't have grass under it, the only place I can stand.