in the
forefront of everyone’s mind?”
They
reached the main field in two minutes. A quick survey of the surrounding area
pinpointed it as a low set building, two removed from their own barracks. Much
to Bettina’s glee there seemed to be small, rectangular windows, around ankle
height, built in regular intervals along the length of the building.
Unfortunately there were also two guards stationed either end. They milled
about, trying to look uninterested in the building while they formulated a plan.
“Now
what?” hissed Jaz.
“I
don’t know?” replied Bettina, exasperated. “You can’t expect me to do
everything.”
“What?
That’s just,” Jaz rolled her eyes, “completely predictable,” she finished.
“Hey,”
began Bettina hotly, but Hutch shut her up with a raised hand.
He
was staring at the building, his eyes occasionally flickering towards the
guards on either end.
“The
only way in or out is through the doors at the ends,” he said. “The guards
aren’t bothering to check down the sides. If we get close enough to the wall
they probably won’t see us.”
“They’ll
see us making a beeline towards it though,” said Sarah, who had a bit of
experience with escaping the notice of guards.
Hutch
grinned up at her. “Not if we use a distraction.”
“Hey!”
called a voice across the field. They all turned around simultaneously, guilt
written across their faces. They relaxed when they saw who it was. Boulder. He
had separated from them earlier on. He was now munching on an apple. Boulder
joined the group.
“What’s
happening?”
“Did
you nick that apple?” asked Jaz, surprised.
“Um.
No.” He took another bite.
“Bullshit.
You can only get food during meal times.”
Boulder
just shrugged.
Jaz
looked to Hutch for support but he was grinning. “Hey Boulder,” he said. “I
dare you to walk past the military police guards while munching on that apple.”
Sarah
smiled despite herself. The perfect distraction.
“Hell
no,” said Boulder.
“You
chicken?”
“Hell
no!” repeated Boulder again, only this time striding away from them, towards
the closest side of the building.
The
others supressed a giggle.
“C’mon,”
said Hutch. They followed him so that they were now as close as they could get
to the building without looking suspicious.
“What
about the guards on the other end?” whispered Sarah.
“They’re
lazier. They haven’t changed sides in a while, and they never look behind them,”
whispered back Hutch.
Boulder
had now reached the side with the fidgety guards. The guard closest to him
turned his body so that he faced Boulder directly.
“Now!”
whispered Hutch. They darted to the wall, and the guard disappeared from sight.
“Ok, spread out.”
Bettina
and Sarah went one way, Jaz and Hutch the other. They whispered Gillie’s name
into the low set windows. Four windows in and Sarah and Bettina heard a small
voice float back.
“Psst,”
whispered Bettina, making ‘come here’ hand gestures at the other two. Jaz and
Hutch turned around and made their way back.
“Gillie,
are you ok?” asked Sarah. She felt Hutch and Jaz join them behind her.
“Yeah,
I’m fine,” said Gillie. “I’m just in here for three days and then they’ll let
me out.”
“That’s
alright!” said Sarah relieved.
“I
suppose,” said Gillie doubtfully, “but it’s kind of gross in here.”
“You
did shoot someone,” pointed out Hutch, “it’s not meant to be a pleasant stay.”
“By
accident!” replied Gillie, a little too loudly. They glanced around but no one
came around the corner. “And it’s really, really boring.”
“At
least there’s no Sarg down there,” suggested Bettina. “You probably even get to
sleep in,” she sounded wistful now.
Hutch
saw where she was going and frowned at her. “If you shoot someone just to get
to sleep in, I’ll make sure you stay down there forever.”
Bettina
rolled her eyes. “Fine.”
“Hey!”
yelled a
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