Chapter Sixteen
Fight or Die
Dust tucked his head as he slipped out of the long, narrow tunnel they had just crawled through. He glanced around, surprised that they were in the lower section of the missile bay. There were stacks of boxes all around them. He grinned when he saw Josie look at him with a raised eyebrow.
“I moved most of these here,” he said with a shrug, answering her unspoken question.
“Is there food in any of them?” she asked.
“Yep,” Dust replied.
Josie rested her hands on her hips when he didn’t say anything else. Sammy giggled and Todd grinned. Dust’s lips twitched again when Josie lifted a hand and wiggled her fingers for him to finish his sentence.
“The box behind you has some canned goods in it,” he added.
Josie turned and frowned. “It says PT,” she muttered.
