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Chapter 8

Roy stretched his legs out in front of him as he sat on the bench that was positioned beneath his window on the porch. “Mornin’, boss.  Did the gal manage yer breakfast ok?  I didn’t have the heart to say ‘no’ when she asked for supplies.”

Ian stopped in front of the mess house and propped a foot onto the edge of the porch that was only inches above the ground and lit a cigarette.  “It was damn fine.  A real surprise.”

“I ain’t gonna lose my job to her, am I?” Roy asked, worriedly.

“This camp is no place for a pretty young girl.  I’m off to see if I can track down who she might have been with.  They probably got separated and are worried sick.”

“Does she remember anything, yet?”

 Ian shook his head.  “She didn’t even know she was attacked.  It’s a damned shame.  It’d be a lot easie

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