Saying nothing, he maintained an iron grip on her wrist until Lani felt a strange lassitude spread through her body. She tried to yell for help, but the -people gathered by the Quonset hut were too far away and totally focused on what was going on there.
The next thing Lani knew, she was being shoved roughly to one side as Henry moved her from the driver’s side to the passenger side by lifting her useless legs over the center console.
As the paralysis closed in, her mind stayed focused long enough for her to realize that he’d given her something powerful. Depending on what it was and the dosage involved, she might awaken in as little as half an hour or it could take far longer. And when she did wake up, would she have her wits about her or would she be stuck in some kind of date--rape--drug confusion and fog?
Henry was behind the wheel now. When they reached the highway, he turned the wheel sharply to the left and sped away.
How soon before someone comes looking for me? Lani wondered. How long before they realize I’m gone?
A NOISE AWAKENED GABE—-A METALLIC noise of some kind that meant someone was coming. If it was Henry, Gabe knew he had to be ready, but where was the knife? It was no longer in his fingers and for several desperate seconds, he was afraid he’d lost it. But then he found it again—-right where he’d left it—-in his pocket.
Tim José lay beside him, burning with fever and still as death. Gabe could hear his friend’s shallow breathing, but that was all. In the coming battle, there would be no help from that quarter. It would all be up to Gabe and nobody else. Henry had left the two boys bound and helpless. He had no way of knowing that they were loose. The fact that Gabe was armed and ready to fight was the only element of surprise the boy had on his side.
Flicking the knife open, Gabe gripped it tightly and willed his cramped muscles to obey him when the time came. That was when he realized that, for the first time in his life, he didn’t need anyone else to do the fighting for him. Gabe Ortiz himself was ready to do battle—-ready to kill if necessary—-if that’s what it took to save Tim’s life and his own.
For several long seconds, the only sound in the oppressive darkness was the dull hammering of Gabe’s own heart. Then he heard something else, someone shouting his name. The sound seemed to come from somewhere far away. When he tried to answer, Gabe was surprised to find that his tongue was swollen. No words came out of his mouth, only a hoarse croak.
The shout came again. In the background Gabe heard the frantic barking of a dog and the wail of a siren.
“Gabe, where the hell are you?” Gabe heard the desperation in his father’s voice and tried his best to answer.
“We’re here,” he said, “right here.” But it didn’t seem as though anyone outside the box could hear him.
Then, to his immense relief, there was a sudden shaking and rattling as someone opened the tailgate on the truck. And then a dazzling beam appeared in the darkness as light entered through one of the ventilation holes. A moment later, the box itself moved, as though it was being pulled from the bed of the truck and placed on what felt like solid ground.
“I hear you, Gabe. We’ll get you out. Hold on. There’s a padlock,” his father said. “Somebody get me a fucking crowbar.”
Gabe almost giggled at that. He had never heard his father say a bad word before—-not ever, not once. That was when Gabe remembered. He and Tim had both soiled themselves. He’d grown accustomed to the stink, but what would happen when other -people saw them that way? What would they think? Would they point at them and call them babies?
No, he realized. They would not. He and Tim were supposed to be dead, but they hadn’t died. It didn’t matter how they looked or smelled. They were alive.
As the hasp gave way, Tim stirred beside him. “What’s happening?” he mumbled. “Is he coming back?”
Gabe flicked the knife closed and pressed it into his friend’s feverish hand. “No,” he said. “It’s my dad. They found us.”
Dance of the Bones
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