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The hed “Sure,” he said “Set me up a drink, I’ll be there in a minute”

The first guy went back inside while the second arette to the ground and crushing it out with his boot As he finished grinding it into the dirt he looked up, staring alered in that pose for a ht freeze as it pointed toward a sound its master couldn’t hear

Kurt held perfectly still Hidden in the shadows at a distance of forty feet, he doubted the rip on the railgun and slid his gloved finger onto the trigger

The srabbed the door handle, and stepped back inside

“Cover me,” Kurt whispered He moved quickly toward the door and placed his ear beside it He heard the sound of a radio and voices Too many voices They were loud and boisterous and, as near as he could tell, all male It sounded like a locker room inside

Convinced the prisoners were not present, he moved back to where Joe waited

“Do we have the right address?” Joe asked

“Not unless you’re looking for a frat party I think this is a bunkhouse of so off some steam”

Joe looked around “So where to next?”

Kurt glanced down at the screen on his ar was a hundred yards off Closer to the wall of the third terrace “Just up the road,” Kurt said “Follow me, if you can”

“Better be quick,” Joe said “We turn back into pumpkins in less than five minutes”

Moving past the building that housed Brèvard’swasand rather plain, without any s, but it was guarded Twoin a chair with his feet propped up on a bucket, the other standing with a rifle over his shoulder

The main problem was a pair of exposed bulbs on a black wire above the entrance The suits would not keep thelare

“This has got to be it,” Kurt said “I’ to work my way around back and find the power line Get in position When I cut it, take the closest guy out with your Taser By the tiures out what’s happened, I’ll be on him”

“Sounds like a plan”