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14Another Friday meant another Arabic Sabbath. Because of that, most locals were unavailable to work. Many left their cots and tents where they lay in the open and converged on the small tent camp that had sprung up down the road. Dr. Withers had let it be known that he expected more out of his team on those days when fewer workers were around to lend a hand. “Found nothing?” Aaron asked. “What do you mean 'found nothing'?” Any delay seemed like an eternity. They had hoped to accomplish something, even out of setbacks. To hear no progress had been made taking soundings was deflating. “Exactly that,” the seismologist said. His clothes were dusty from being up on that hill in the breeze. “We've been testing all morning, even expanded the search grid. Radar only penetrates about twenty-five

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