Chapter Five
Survival, an Elusive Friend
Gun-ho listened as the guards bickered over whether to unload by hand, or to go back and try to fix the hydraulic lift. In that moment he held contempt for these men; they didn’t deserve his fear!
If this escape plan worked—then great! If he died trying—fine! But from here on out, fear would be replaced by strategy.
“Let’s try it one more time, or how about this? I’ll lay on the floorboard and bypass the switch with a jump wire. We’ll see if that works.”
“Fine! What do we have to lose?”
Gun-ho’s pulse throbbed soundlessly in his ear.
Finally the bed jerked up, then stopped.
Loud cheers spilled from the cab, and the truck began to inch back.
Gun-ho quickly sat up, scooched to the edge of the truck bed, then slid off and down the face of the
