Chapter Eighteen
Takashi
“So, do you know how to disarm a bomb?” Tak asked, going for levity. It was hard to tell by the dim red light of the counter, but Omesh was looking a little gray.
“No,” Omesh said. He sounded gray as well.
“Me neither.” Tak was actually a bit afraid to touch it. He didn’t know what jiggling it about would do.
“If the counter is accurate, we’ve got nearly two hours. I think we need to get some help.”
“I’d have more trust in the accuracy of that counter if I knew who’d built this thing,” Tak said, desperately hoping it wasn’t something Alain and Tom had cooked up together. “I can’t argue about going for help, but we are in fact still locked in here.”
“We’re locked out of Barnacle Town, but no one in Barnacle Town is going to be much help right now,” Omesh said
