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Kynes
’
voice
came
from
behind
them
:
“
We
’
ll
separate
here
.
This
wall
is
tougher
.
It
’
ll
stand
for
at
least
an
hour
.
Follow
the
arrows
like
that
one
on
the
floor
.
They
’
ll
be
extinguished
by
your
passage
.
They
lead
through
a
maze
to
another
exit
where
I
’
ve
secreted
a
‘
thopter
.
There
’
s
a
storm
across
the
desert
tonight
.
Your
only
hope
is
to
run
for
that
storm
,
dive
into
the
top
of
it
,
ride
with
it
.
My
people
have
done
this
in
stealing
’
thopters
.
If
you
stay
high
in
the
storm
you
’
ll
survive
.
”
“
What
of
you
?
”
Paul
asked
.
“
I
’
ll
try
to
escape
another
way
.
If
I
’
m
captured
.
.
.
well
,
I
’
m
still
Imperial
Planetologist
.
I
can
say
I
was
your
captive
.
”
Running
like
cowards
,
Paul
thought
.
But
how
else
can
I
live
to
avenge
my
father
?
He
turned
to
face
the
door
.
Jessica
heard
him
move
,
said
“
Duncan
’
s
dead
,
Paul
.
You
saw
the
wound
.
You
can
do
nothing
for
him
.
”
“
I
’
ll
take
full
payment
for
them
all
one
day
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
Not
unless
you
hurry
now
,
”
Kynes
said
.
Paul
felt
the
man
’
s
hand
on
his
shoulder
.
“
Where
will
we
meet
,
Kynes
?
”
Paul
asked
.
