“I’m helping Kirstin escape in a few hours,” Marino said into the telephone.
“Be careful,” Ned Simpson cautioned. “If you suspect anything is wrong, don’t do it.”
“I won’t,” Marino replied. “It’s not worth it.”
“Do you have any other ideas?”
“Yes, the administrator at the refugee center recommended a tunnel expert to me.”
“A tunnel would make a great story,” Simpson said. “Especially with a bit about all of the refugees’ lives – you know, their motivation for fleeing socialism and all of that.”
“It would make a good book,” Marino was forced to admit.
What’s your motivation?” Simpson asked. “I understand the girl, you’re probably falling for her and don’t even realize it. But what about the others?”
Marino was quiet for a moment, contemplative. He had never been very good at helping
