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"Greer"

He was dead to the world In a different one, a voice was calling his name

"Lucius, wake up"

He jerked to consciousness He was sitting in the cab of the tanker Patch was standing on the running board by the open door Through the windshield, a foggy dawn

"What time is it?" His mouth was dry

"Oh-six-thirty"

"You should have woken me up"

"What do you think I just did?"

Greer stepped down The water was still, birds swooping low over its glassy surface "Anything happen while I was asleep?"

Patch shrugged in his ay "Nothingits way down the shore"

"Where?"

"Base of the channel bridge"

Greer frowned "And this didn’t strike you as important?"

"They never came all that close It didn’t seeot in his truck and drove down the isth on the dock, hands perched on her hips, studying the hull The repair was nearing co till we fill?" he asked

"Three, maybe four hours" She raised her voice "Rand! Watch that chain!"

"Where is he?" Greer asked

"Quonset hut, I think"