(eng) Mike Shepherd - Lost Millinnium 0.5 by Lost Dawns

Author:Lost Dawns [Dawns, Lost]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

10

The wake-up call was scheduled for 0500. Launa came awake from a nightmare she could not remember. As she picked up the phone, the clock beside it said 0730. "What the hell!"

"Things are moving kind of slow this morning," a voice drawled. "Judith and Samantha thought you could maybe use some extra sleep. The Chief agreed."

"Where's Jack?"

"I just called him, Ma'am. He asked if you'd like to meet him in five minutes."

She hung up and reached for her gear.

The work out was good, but her body had been wasted by the last few days. Again, Jack kept things gentle and words few.

Over a late breakfast, Judith brought them up to date on what was happening. "The Secretary of State is back, but the President has delayed the Tele-Summit until sometime later today. Time's still not set."

Launa winced as she reached for an apple. "That's cutting it close. Does anyone know when the ultimatum expires?"

Judith shook her head. "I think the President is hoping to stretch it to the limit by not getting it cleared up."

Jack frowned. "That may not be too smart."

Judith just shrugged.

Launa bit into her apple. "Why'd we get to sleep in?" She hated to squander time.

"Someone sent our C-5 to Frankfort. The replacement they assigned us blew an engine on take-off from Dover. They finally snatched one at Tinker that was scheduled for an overhaul, but they hadn't started on it yet. They're trying to shanghai a crew now. The Chief doesn't want to leave here until the plane's ninety minutes out."

Launa shook her head. Hell was knocking and it business as usual. "Let's just hope this bird will stay in the air."

The morning went slowly. Several off-duty guards started a baseball game. Jack and Launa exercised the horses and dogs. Afterwards, he showed her what he had collected.

"If we can get it there, I prefer not to take it." Still, four bows, six quivers of flint tipped arrows and two quarter staffs with large flint spear points were at the top of his list. Several copper axe heads, digging mattocks and copper edged scythes were laid out and packed away in leather bags. Copper and bronze tools, trading goods of shells, red ocher and obsidian were also put carefully away.

A separate bag held rough chunks of raw copper and tin. "Most of the clay cooking vessels and bowls were smashed yesterday. I prefer to take metal anyway."

Weavers had provided warm, brightly colored blankets and baskets to hold gear. Jack had fashioned pack frames to hang the baskets on the horses. "Much of this we'll cache and go back for. I just don't want to arrive penniless."

"I notice a lot of copper, but not much bronze?"

"Still no word whether we're going to the bronze age or before." Jack said with a fatalistic shrug.

Word finally came over lunch that their plane was in the air. They finished eating.

As Judith helped Launa finish packing, Maria approached with a finely tooled leather bag.

"This is the book my daughter gave me on herbal medicine.

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