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“Now Jena, you’re a real grown up young
lady so I want you to do an important job for me okay? Do you think
you can do that?” She nodded and stopped crying. “Great. Now Eddy
here is real scared so he needs you to be brave for him.” She
nodded. “You’re the only one I can trust with him.” She nodded
again. “Good girl. Now we will be back in an hour, after we’ve had
a look around so don’t think we’ve forgotten you. We’ll come back
for you in one hour, I promise.”
    “Can you find
my dad and bring him back?” she asked quietly and I frowned.
    “Your Dad?” I
asked and then realised he must be an inmate. “Oh is he an inmate
here? What’s his name?”
    “No he works
here,” she replied. “His name is Randy Marks and he’s a guard.
We’re going on holiday together to Arrenar Prime.”
    “Oh I see,” I
nodded and smiled. “I’ll look out for him okay?” This seemed to
placate her a little so I smiled and stood up. It was only then
that I saw what the old guy was doing. He was crouched down beside
Eddy and was gesturing to him with his hands. At no time did he
speak, but continued gesturing until the boy nodded and scooted
over next to Jena. As I turned to leave the room I caught sight of
the thinker guy and his expression made me stop in my tracks. He
was watching the old guy with a frown, which soon turned to shock.
Before I could ask him what was up, Flark barked at us once
more.
    “Okay people
listen up. There are ten of us so we’ll split up into two groups of
three and one of four and scout the place out and be back here in
one hour. I’ve found a plan of the complex. Here look.” He spread
out the large sheet on one of the desks. The prison was laid out in
the typical way, with a large oblong central building with eight
long wings leading off it in a semi circle like the rays of a sun.
“This central section is where we are now and there are four
floors, so I vote for now we contain our search to this central
building first. Now who here is competent with firearms?” The
military guy, the plain woman, Meesha, Cap, Luggs and me all raised
our hands. “Okay,” Flark continued. “This room here,” he said
pointing to a small square on the plan, “is the armoury so I vote
we make our way there first before we split up. We must make sure
each group has at least one competent gun with them too. Any
questions? Okay let’s go.”
    Slowly we made
our way to the armoury and let ourselves in. This was somewhere I
immediately felt at home so I knew what I was looking for. It
didn’t take long for me to find the appropriate hardware and I
helped myself to a powerful short range laser rifle and a laser
pistol. As I helped myself to several spare ammo clips, I saw the
thinker guy looking bemused so I went over and introduced
myself.
    “Sam Sinclair,”
I said, extending my hand, which he shook nervously.
    “Ronjo
Beghart,” he replied.
    “Ever fired a
gun?”
    “Never, but I
sure wish I had,” he smiled. He was obviously scared so I took pity
on him and took a quick look around to see what was most
appropriate from the hardware on display and smiled when my eyes
fell upon a rack of rookies. The AB11 Rookie is the first weapon
given to new military recruits, many of whom will never have used a
firearm before. The Rookie has a very short effective range but
it’s lightweight and easy to load and fire. Reaching up, I fetched
a couple down with several spare ammo clips.
    “Here ya go,” I
smiled. “Anyone with a few brain cells can use one of these;
they’re real easy. Just hold it like this, aim and fire. Each of
these clips here will give you a hundred shots and when you’re
empty you just pull this here, like this. Drop it and click another
one in like this. Here, you try.” Crossing my fingers that he was a
swift learner, I watched as he changed the clip remarkably well and
smiled at me. It’s always been a firm belief of mine that an armed
man will feel safer in even the