CHAPTER 26
Amasunto
stood on a slight hill and gazed at Jupiter.
Behind and below him several men were turning off head lanterns and
bedding down close to one another for warmth.
One of Amasunto’s new men, Brutachus,
a huge, heavily muscled and badly scarred fighter joined him.
“Do you want me to put out
sentries?” Brutachus asked.
Amasunto looked around at the empty
valley. “It’s been a long march. Let
them sleep.”
“Yes, sir,” Brutachus said as he
turned to go back into the camp.
“Brutachus,” Amasunto said.
Brutachus stopped and turned back
to face Amasunto. “Sir?”
“Four hours, then we leave. We need to reach Escalante before they wake.”
“Yes, sir.”
“No matter what, Sergeant Lane is
mine. Understand?”
“Understood. Then we get off this rock, right?”
“Soon enough.”
“Not too soon, if you ask me. The agency will track us down if we stay here
much longer. I don’t understand why this
Lane is worth risking everything.”
“You had no life before I freed
you. Remember that,” Amasunto said. “I
would think you’d appreciate that and do me this little favor, before we leave.”
Brutachus realized he was treading
in dangerous territory. “Yes, sir. I do,”
he said.
“Good. Now get some sleep.”
Brutachus nodded nervously and went
down into the camp.
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