PART 3 OF 17
Wanda's Diner
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
Wanda’s Diner sat two blocks away.
They walked.
Five bikers and one thin teenager carrying an old canvas bag.
Halfway there, Reed noticed Brix looking over his shoulder.
“Someone following us?”
“No.”
“You keep checking.”
“Habit.”
Reed did not like that answer.
When they entered Wanda’s, conversations slowed.
Everybody in Cody knew the Wind River Riders.
Wanda herself came around the counter.