Murdock was standing in the transport pod the day after he and Declan had returned with a heavily loaded cart. He had already hung the deer quarters in the smokehouse and had left the cart with all the hides at his cabin.
“I haven’t decided what I should do with you,” Murdock said to Phylicia, Heather, and Kimberly.
“Why are we being held captive?” Phylicia asked haughtily. “We’ve done nothing to warrant being incarcerated!”
“Since you three have been here, you’ve done nothing to contribute to the rest of us,” Murdock said ignoring Phylicia’s questions. “Consequently, we’re not inclined to allow you to be here. You were brought here to allow Phylicia to heal from her injuries and for your own safety. Now, you’ll be allowed to fend for yourselves, but not here. You’re going to be put bac
