Dictator (iarit-4) by William F. Wu

Author:William F. Wu [Wu, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sf
ISBN: ISBN: 0-380-76514-4
Publisher: Avon Books

12

Steve stepped back.

My friend is a Mongol who originally came from south of here, down by the Black Sea,” Hunter said calmly. “Recently, he worked on the collective farm with us. Here are my sister and my cousin.”

“You are a fine, big, strapping fellow,” the guard said. “Why aren’t you out in the front lines? We have need for men like you.”

Hunter patted his left leg. “I can’t keep up on the march. Bad leg.”

“Oh? And you’re out in the cold all night?” The man started to say something else when another man’s voice from inside stopped him.

“Let them in, Yevgeny! So you can close the door! You’re letting all the cold air inside!”

The first man frowned even more, but he stepped back, holding the door open.

Hunter entered first, judging that more potential danger to his team lay in the uncertainties inside than in the empty street outside. However, this warehouse was little different from the last one. In the weak light from a lamp on the front table, he could see that the warehouse floor was covered with the sleeping people he had first heard a few moments before.

“We have no more blankets.” Their host folded his arms across his chest and stared at Hunter. “And we have very little space left.”

“It will be fine,” Hunter said casually. “Thank you.” He led the team down one wall, carefully stepping around or over the people in the way.

As in the other warehouse, people had clustered near the heating vents and had avoided the external walls as much as possible. That once again left some space for the team in one of the back corners. The corner was not exactly warm, but it was much warmer than the streets.

Hunter turned to look at his team members in the shadows and spoke in a whisper. “Is everyone okay?” He glanced past them to see that no one else was listening.

“Yes,” whispered Judy. “Good job.”

“I’m fine,” said Jane.

“Let’s get some rest,” said Steve.

“Your sleep schedules do not match the time to which we have come,” said Hunter. “You will probably not sleep. But we must remain quiet so that we attract no more attention. Your bodies will begin to adjust.”

“It’s like jet lag,” said Steve, with a shrug.

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