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Closed but bad. He's hurting. " Anna got an exact location from him and signed off. "Looks like we've got to work for our suppers today," Stephen said. " Anna asked cautiously. "That's right. The big guy. The really, really big guy. Monstrous. " Anna radioed. "Too rugged," LeFleur replied. Anna made two more radio calls requesting a chopper at the heli-spot near spike. "Looks like we haul him up the hill," she said. Lindstrom groaned. " SPIKE CAMP was located on a ridge that ran north and south.
Anna took in the sights. She bought fresh underwear at a commissary that had sprung out of the back of a semi-truck trailer to offer life's necessities: fire boots, chewing tobacco, candy and Tampax. She stood in the shower, an eight-by-eight metal room in the back of another trailer, with a central column surrounded by showerheads to accommodate six women at a time, until long after guilt should have forced her to stop wasting water. She dried herself on the gigantic paper towels trucked in for that purpose.
It was equally clear the boy would staple his lips shut before he'd let on. "He's big as a horse," Anna said to Jennifer. "And his leg is broken. " A gust eddied up the trail, a vortex of ash and dirt whirling in a tiny tornado. Dust devils, Molly and Anna called them when they were children. They moved like sentient creatures, the tails tracing patterns in the earth that could be tracked only to see the creature that made them disassociate, dissolve into nothing but air. This devil stopped a yard or two in front of them, its tail twitching restlessly in the dust.
Anna Pigeon 04 Firestorm by Nevada Barr