TWELVE
Under the cover of darkness, Hanson surveyed the wall that shielded the western side of Brimfield through infrared binoculars. He was looking for the small gap he and Ben had found when they were children roaming around on the outskirts of the half-breed zone. As in Harlington, the Brimfield zone had once been a school. The administration block at the front had been turned into an orphanage, while most of the classrooms were converted into homes for half-breed families. Single half-breeds had been housed in the two dormitories that backed up to the wall. When they were dodging lessons in how to become perfect servants for some human, he and Ben had retreated to the shadows at the rear of the male dormitory and played imaginary games where they performed amazing feats that had the h
