Lamar leaned next to Hugh. “Have you gotten anywhere with the Remaining?” Hugh asked him quietly. “Nope. Nobody is talking.” Lamar shrugged his wide shoulders. “Everything is great, everyone is friendly and welcoming. The minute we try to ask any leading questions, they clam up.” He shifted on his feet. “You ever get a feeling we stumbled into a cult? Because I do.” “As long as they keep us fed and clothed, I can deal with a cult.”
