16. The Colonel’s Tight MuscleFor Sabienn and his friends, the trek to the boat was a short and uneventful passage through a cutting in the boundary wires and the back foliage of the neighbouring property. The boat, an old ferry style craft, lay moored at the jetty.
People dressed like grey drones were already filing quietly and sombrely through a turnstile at the rear of the property to gain access to the jetty and gangway.
Naymee carried a bag of oranges which Sabienn believed was for them. As she stepped aboard the craft following an older woman in grey hooded cloak, she promptly passed the bag across to the ferryman. He accepted them without so much as a smile and ushered them in. She leaned in and shared with Sabienn, “His daughter broke her leg a month ago. She likes oranges.”
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