His friend found a seat beside him in the lee of one building and pushed the blond hair
out of one eye. “Gonna be hot.”
Del
glanced up at the white sun peeking over the horizon. “Freakng hot. Young sun.
And have you noticed the air?”
“I
noticed there’s not a helluva lot of it. I’m wheezing like an old geezer.”
Del
laughed at that. Shef wasn’t too tall, but he was built like—what did they used
to say back home?—a brick shithouse. Though he’d forgotten what that really
meant.
“There’s
some small earth-moving equipment.” Shef nodded toward one end of the compound.
“Ten bucks says we’re here to dig.”
The bets
were a joke between them, something to help them remember, though they hadn’t
seen anything resembling cash money since they’d been Taken. “I wouldn’t bet it
even if I had it.” Del shifted his gaze to a row of squat shipping cases
stacked beside a building to his right. “Those containers hold blasting
gel.”
“You can
read Minertsan now?”
“See the
marking on the lower left side? Looks like an inverted chevron with a check
through it? We saw that before in the Depara mine.”
Shef
cursed. “I was too busy trying to keep my ass in one piece. If I saw it at all
I figured it meant, ‘Watch your ass.’”
They
would have shared the laugh, but the guards were circling now. They put on
their blank faces and made like zombies. Then they got up and got in line with
the others.
The
guards marched them out through the only gate in the 18-foot-tall fence
surrounding the camp and over a dusty trail through rocky scrub. They hadn’t
been walking long—just long enough to build up a good sweat in the
already-sweltering day—when they topped a low rise and looked down into a bowl
full of jagged rocks and scraggly brush.
Del
lifted his gaze up to the relentless white sun and dropped it back into the
cruel landscape of their workplace. He was careful not to look at his friend.
He knew if he saw Shef’s face he would not be able to hide his own despair.
Cheers, Donna
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