Chapter 81: Dust

Reid glances behind him at one point and does a quick head count. With himself included in it, there are eight left. Only

eight to take on the mass of troops at the gate. And a handful of dogs.

He's itching to take some of the dust in Drew's pockets, but forces himself to hold off asking. They'll only have one

shot at the gate and he wants to be sure the hit of dust is as fresh as he can get it.

Only trouble is, there isn't enough for all of them and he knows it. Once the others find that out, they could be turning

on each other for a dose and do the soldier's jobs for them. He hasn't figured out that problem, either.

The soldiers will be alert now, after the sound of gunfire so close. They have to know the hunters are coming. That makes

things harder. Although Reid's mind races around and around, searching for a plan to save them, he repeatedly comes up

empty.