Chapter 3
“I still don’t understand.”
“You playing dense or were you born that way?” Duane couldn’t resist teasing Chad as they watched the women piling into the trucks—each clutching the cell phone that had been confiscated from them upon their kidnapping.
Chad opened his mouth, but Richie cut him off with a professorial, “Well!”
By Richie’s tone, Duane knew that the team’s geek was clearly in his element and couldn’t wait to explain.
Better him than me, he thought as Richie started in.
Like everyone else, Duane kept an eye out for some stray guard. But his attention was mostly riveted on the woman standing quietly off to the side.
Kyle, the team’s leader, stood over General Aguado, who was kneeling in the dirt along the line of the rescued prisoners. Some women spat on him as they
