Free DusktoDust_Final3 by adrian felder

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    That comment made her look away. Letsego watched her face. For a split second he saw something. Maybe it was remorse, maybe doubt. Either way, he was getting to her. “ See, I knew you were human. ”
    She quickly regained control of herself. “ We ’ re not as bad as you make us out to be. ”
    Letsego highly doubted that. “ You work for Windcorp. In my mind that ’ s about as bad as it gets. ” She said nothing. She wasn ’ t ready to directly admit her guilt. “ But maybe you can convince me otherwise. Tell me what you know about Windcorp. ”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

7: Fight and Flight
     
    The tunnel was tight. At various points David had to get down on all fours to fit through. Luckily, the tunnel had plenty of visible trivi deposits and illumination was not an issue. He moved as fast as possible. There was no way of knowing how long the PKs would hang around with Alana searching for his thrashed and mangled body.
    The game had changed. They had Alana now. David kept second guessing his inaction back at the cave-in. Had he done the right thing? He might have been able to get both of them out of there alive. Instead he was crawling around alone in the bowels of hell and Alana was bound and gagged in the hands of the Peacekeepers.
    No , he though, I couldn’t have done a thing . It was a tactically impossible situation. If he had opened fire either or both of them would be dead. Now the question was what were the PKs doing with Alana. The man from the train station had told his men that they weren ’ t leaving until they found David ’ s body. That meant David had some time. He needed to get back to the cave-in site.
    After five minutes of crawling and wriggling through the cramped tunnel, he reached an opening. Above him the small tunnel opened up into a larger one. David only hoped it was another part of the main tunnel that he and Alana had raced through earlier. There was no way to know for sure, but if it wasn ’ t he was out of luck anyway. He climbed up into the larger tunnel and started walking cautiously in the direction that the PKs should be holding Alana.
    David moved much slower than he had in the other tunnel. Each step he took was carefully placed. He kept close to the walls, staying in the shadows. He listened for any sound as he crept. That was how he would find them.
    Fifteen minutes passed and he covered half a kilometer or so. He should be getting close. And right on queue he heard the sound. David stopped. Not moving a muscle, he strained to listen. It was digging. The sound of metal on rock. On top of that he could hear voices.
    He weighed his options. His military training kicked in. He had found the enemy. Now he had to decide a course of action on how to free Alana. He still had the three grenades in his pack along with some paracord. He had both his and Alana ’ s pistols with plenty of rounds. But he had to be smart. He didn ’ t know how many PKs there were. He had spotted at least four, and taking them all out would be ambitious even for him. This had to be a surgical strike.
    His mind worked in overdrive, and within a few seconds all the pieces fell into place. Just as carefully as before, he began making his way back up the tunnel, away from the PKs and Alana.
     
    She was resilient. Letsego had exhausted all of his verbal interrogation techniques. The girl didn ’ t want to talk. That was incorrect. She talked, but not about anything important. Letsego now had a rundown of how the chess boxing playoffs were going back on Earth, but nothing more about smuggling, the Domiguez ’ s, and definitely nothing about Windcorp. It was a futile effort. Maybe the intrusive interrogation unit back at the Skylift could get something out of her.
    Letsego checked his watch. They ’ d been waiting here for almost an hour. He looked over to Conway and Smith who were still digging through the cave in. “ Find anything? ”
    Conway looked up. “ Nothing yet, Lets. If