Marina shrugged again. She had no idea what was going through the Mayor's mind or why Emmanuel would agree to work with someone like that. He liked to be calling the shots, not following someone else's orders. Big guns were an awfully attractive incentive, especially these days. "My guess is that it has to happen at the right time in the right way," she grimaced. From what little she understood about the psycho parading as the savior of Austin, it was that he liked control.
She paused a moment, taking a sip of her drink, before saying, "Maybe. Austin is different from San Antonio, though. There are actual shelters here. The people here aren't as scared they won't survive until tomorrow. That's why it was so easy to recruit there. Emmanuel attracted desperate, myself included."