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.His single cage was visible on the other side of the path, a few yards back in the woods.“I’ll do what I damn well want to do,” he said to Gomez.He had pulled up his burlap tunic, revealing a heavy leather belt with a holstered pistol and two black grenades.He was checking the pistol.“If we’re going into the world,” Baretto said, “I’m going to be prepared.”“You’re not bringing that stuff with you,” Gomez said.“The hell I’m not, sister.”“You’re not.You know that’s not allowed.Gordon would never permit modern weapons to be taken into the world.”“But Gordon’s not here, is he?” Baretto said.“Look, goddamn it,” Gomez said, and she pulled out her white ceramic marker, waving it at Baretto.It looked as if she was threatening to go back.36:50:22In the control room, one of the technicians at the monitors said, “We’re getting field bucks.”“Oh, really? That’s good news,” Gordon said.“Why?” Stern said.“It means,” Gordon said, “that someone is headed back in the next two hours.Undoubtedly your friends.”“So they will get the Professor and be back here within two hours?”“Yes, that’s exactly—” Gordon broke off, staring at the undulating image on the monitor.A little undulating surface, with a spike that stuck up.“Is that it?”“Yes,” the technician said.“But the amplitude’s much too large,” Gordon said.“Yes.And the interval’s getting shorter.Fast.”“You mean someone is coming back now?”“Yeah.Soon, it looks like.”Stern glanced at his watch.The team had been gone only a few minutes.They couldn’t have recovered the Professor so quickly.“What does that mean?” Stern asked him.“I don’t know,” Gordon said.The truth was, he didn’t like this development at all.“They must be having some sort of trouble.”“What kind of trouble?”“This soon, it’s probably mechanical.Maybe a transcription error.”Stern said, “What’s a transcription error?”The technician said, “I’m calculating an arrival in twenty minutes fifty-seven seconds.” He was measuring the field strengths, and the pulse intervals.“How many are coming back?” Gordon said.“All of them?”“No,” the technician said.“Just one.”36:49:19Chris Hughes couldn’t help it; he was anxious again.Despite the cool morning air, he was sweating, his skin cold, his heart pounding.Listening to Baretto and Gomez argue did nothing to increase his confidence.He went back to the path, stepping around the pools of thick mud.Marek and Kate were coming back, too.They all stood a little apart from the argument.“All right, all right, goddamn it,” Baretto was saying.He took off his weapons and put them carefully on the floor of his cage.“All right.Does that satisfy you?”Gomez was still speaking quietly, barely a whisper.Chris couldn’t hear her.“It’s fine,” Baretto said, almost snarling.Gomez again spoke softly.Baretto was grinding his teeth.It was very uncomfortable to be standing there.Chris moved a few steps farther away, turning his back to the argument, waiting for it to be over.He was surprised to see that the path sloped downward rather steeply, and he could see through a break in the trees to the flatland below.The monastery was there — a geometric arrangement of courtyards, covered passageways, and cloisters, all built of beige stone, surrounded by a high stone wall.It looked like a dense, compact little city.It was surprisingly close, perhaps a quarter of a mile.No more than that.“Screw it, I’m walking,” Kate said, and she started down the path.Marek and Chris looked at each other, then followed after her.“You people stay in sight, damn it,” Baretto called to them.Gomez said, “I think we’d better go.”Baretto put a restraining hand on her arm.“Not until we get something cleared up,” he said.“About how things are handled on this expedition.”“I think it’s pretty well cleared up,” Gomez said.Baretto leaned close and said, “Because I didn’t like the way you.” And the rest was too low to hear, just the furious hiss of his voice.Chris was grateful to move around the curve in the path and leave them behind.:Kate started at a brisk walk, feeling the tension leave her body as she moved.The argument left her feeling cramped and edgy.A few paces behind her, she heard Chris and Marek talking.Chris was anxious, and Marek was trying to calm him down.She didn’t want to hear it.She picked up the pace a little [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]