![]() ![]() “ It’s the steam vents,” Maggie explained. At this altitude, wearing only his vest, he should be chilled as twilight approached, but instead the breeze was warm, almost balmy. ![]() I doubt he’s at risk.” “But did you see how they stare at him when he passes? It’s like they’re “But what about him? They take children there, too.” “Denal is past puberty. We aren’t hurt.” “Maybe…” Sam glanced at Denal, who stood by the reed mat that covered their doorway, peeking out. Norman was injured, so he was taken to the temple. “First, I don’t think they’re going to pick us off. We need to think clearly.” Maggie let Sam go, trusting him to listen now. “ So what do we do? Wait while they pick us off one at a time?” “We use our heads, that’s what we do. “What would you have done, Sam? If you had been there when the Incas came to take Norman, what do you think you could have done to stop them? Any resistance would probably have gotten us all killed.” Sam shuddered under her grip, the glaze clearing from his eyes. His ranting and breast-beating was doing them no good. If only I had… if I had just-” “What?” Maggie asked, now grabbing Sam’s arm in an iron grip. ![]() ![]() There was no way you could’ve anticipated this.” Sam shook his head. What was I thinking?” “ They’d welcomed us as part of their tribe, accepted us warmly. ![]()
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