Junkyard Hilton Conference Rooms, 6th (top) floor.
The summit meeting started off well enough. There were introductions of the various factions by Mayor Turner of Junkyard. There were Junkers from the Chamber and the local Junker community, the Convoy sent Corndog (Goose's slightly weaselly 2nd-in-command), Brother Edgar of the Doomsayers, Colonel Meadows and the Oil Town delegation from Texas. Other soldiers were there, leftovers from the War: a British soldier, a Russians, a German and Mexican from the former LatAm Alliance. There was a hippie woman from the Earthers gang and an Old Ways shaman from the Sioux nations. Of course, Simon was there as well as a handful of representatives from local towns across the Wasted West.
They knew Corndog, of course, as he'd been their main contact with the Convoy. Brother Edgar looked like he wanted to have a word with Peter and the others. Surprisingly, Col. Schaeffer want't talking to the German soldier (who looked a little familiar to the Posse).
The conference room was something out of the pre-war days. Plush carpeting, a large table, audio-visual equipment, a terminal connected to the Junknet, Junkyard's intranet service. At one end were tables set with snack food, coffee and tea, cold drinks. A wet bar held wine and alcohol. Armed Junkyard militia guarded the exterior door, there were no windows.
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