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A soft buzzing sound came out of Talka’s coveralls. He frowned and pulled out a speakie which he placed against his ear. “You found him yet?”
Kalta’s voice crackled over the line. “Not yet, but I’m having trouble reaching him. There’s debris caught in the lift line and the ladder got busted, so I need someone to give me a lift up on the rigging to clear it off.”
Talka rolled his eyes. “Well, just hold on and don’t do anything stupid until I get there.”
Kalta’s bemused reply crackled back. “I’ll save all the stupid just for you. Over.” The line buzzed into silence.
Talka pulled the speakie away from his ear and glared at the machine before he tucked it back into his coverall pocket. “Damn whelp…” He looked up and found that Allie had covered her mouth with her hand to hide
