CHAPTER FORTY TWO – THE HEAD OF THE TABLE

Laura nodded, grateful for the reassurance. She filled her plate with some roasted chicken and vegetables, then looked around for a place to sit. "Over here," Michael called, waving her over to a table where he sat with a few others. Laura joined them, feeling slightly more at ease. Michael introduced her to the others – Tom and Rachel from maintenance, and Olivia from security. "So, Laura," Olivia said, leaning in. "What's your story? How'd you end up here?" Laura hesitated, unsure how much to share. "It's... complicated. I got mixed up in something I shouldn't have, and now I'm here for protection." Olivia nodded knowingly. "Aren't we all? Well, don't worry. You're safe here." The conversation flowed easily as they ate. Laura learned more about life at the compound – the daily routines, the different departments, the occasional full moon celebrations. "You should see it," Tom said enthusiastically. "When the pack runs together under the full moon, it's a sight to behold." Lau