Something had to go wrong eventually. htm (12 of 23)28-8-2007 11:23:22 - Chapter 8Boy, thought Khalid. Subadar Masood? he said without turning. Schumann chuckled.
He massaged a soreshoulder as he lay upon the ground, gift of a captured UN rifle with altogether too much kick. Gradually, the balloon filled until it had just positive buoyancy. Even at the slow pace at which the column moved toward the oval of light ahead, when she finallyemerged into the sun, Khalifa's eyes watered and blinked. Then, when no bullets struck it, he stood erect and reversed his grip.
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