Chapter 27
NOT MUCH LATER, Sady and Loriane arose from the truck at General Finnisius’ field office while rain pelted on the roof. The canvas sides of the tent billowed in with gusts of wind and the flapping of the fabric, and the rain, almost drowned out the sound of the truck idling. Sady had ordered Orsan and the driver to wait. From further away came the blasts from burners which kept a unit of balloons in perpetual readiness.
Sady had shed his hood, but had kept the rest of his suit on, dripping water all over Finnisius’ chair. Loriane wore only a cloak over her dress. If he understood correctly, she was of the type of people on whom sonorics had no effect whatsoever and could not see it. She didn’t seem to be cold either.
Finnisius came to the table with a map, raising his eyebrow
