“He looked back along the road. The third crawler was a twisted mass of metal and rubber engulfed in roaring flames. He saw militia-men running, human torches cavorting in pain, and looked away. Miriam James kicked him. ‘Get up! Back to the crawler. It won’t be long before they send out a patrol.’ ‘What about Ten? She’s injured!’ ‘We have medics where we’re going,’ James said. ‘She’ll be well looked after.’ Bennett stood, lifting Ten Lee. She was no weight at all as he carried her at... a run to the crawler and eased her on to the flat-bed. He climbed up after her, holding her head in his lap as the crawler started up and tore off down the track, Mackendrick in front with James. Other green-uniformed guards had started the first vehicle and it accelerated ahead, away from the scene of death and conflagration. Ten minutes later they slowed. Bennett peered ahead. The first truck was turning off the track, seemingly into the very face of the mountain itself.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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