Chapter 138: Some Things Don’t Change
Dante stared at the man in front of him, his ripped, blood-covered clothes a stark contrast to the pristine environment of his office. "You are brave, coming here," he stated. "Or stupid. I just can’t figure out which one it is."
The man stiffened, his chin jutting up slightly as he looked down his nose at Dante, who was sitting behind his desk.
But Dante had long gotten used to that look. When you reached the top, there were always people who thought they could do the job better than you... and this man was no different.
He stood at military attention, his arms behind his back, his legs spread out at perfect shoulder width apart. Even his light blonde hair was cut close to his head. If he hadn’t still been in the military when the apocalypse came, he wouldn’t have been out of it for a long time.
"You are the only one with supplies," stated the man, rolling his shoulders slightly to bring Dante’s attention to the fact that he had more muscles than him. "And we need supplies."
"And as you pointed out, we have the supplies... food, guns, clothing, showers, running water..." His voice trailed off as he remembered the girl who had given them all that and more. "Which brings me back to my point where I don’t know if you are stupid or brave, but please, continue."
The man gritted his teeth so hard that Dante wouldn’t have been surprised if he cracked one. "We have women and children to feed and clothe."
"Seems like a you problem. I have managed to provide for those under my authority; it’s not my fault that you haven’t been able to do the same," shrugged Dante as he went back to paying attention to the paperwork in front of him.
When those guarding the gates had said that a leader from one of the other compounds wanted to see him, it had intrigued him.