Chapter 11

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11 Two Humvees with machine guns mounted on top. It makes you wonder just what is out there on these plains to require such a heavy offence. I don’t believe in a free lunch, there’s something not right about all this. We had the same reservations about the gliders, yet Pterosaurs aside, they functioned fine. Still, there’s the Man in Black to consider. We pick up the pace, creating distance between us and our companions. ‘How do we approach this?’ I say. ‘Leave the talking to me,’ says Quell. She turns to Creed. ‘I mean it.’ ‘What, you think I got a big mouth?’ ‘We know this guy means business, assuming it is a guy, and we don’t need you giving the wrong impression.’ Creed’s face flushes red and he swallows hard. Quell is being harsh on him, but she has a point. ‘Fine, I’ll let yo

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