36
The Pit
Andy hadn’t experienced a restful night of sleep since arriving in the Wastelands, but there was, even now, a special sort of terror in being woken in the middle of the night by harried whispers.
Lake knelt between the hard cots of Andy and Cap. “Wake up. Wake up!”
Cap was the first to come around to the intrusion. He was up and alert with an attentiveness that made Andy wonder if the man truly slept at all. He was always at the ready. “Lake,” he said calmly, “is there a matter of urgency, or do you gather enjoyment from frightening sleeping men?”
Andy bit back a grin. And there again was the extraordinary duality of Cap; both predictable and also surprising.
“Come, both of you,” Lake said. He was unfazed by the uncharacteristic teasing from Cap, and that alone was cause f
