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“Please put me down. This doesn’t feel good,” I said softly.

He did as I asked without comment, and we followed Waurlyn to the same lab as before. Michael was already in the glass room, eating an apple. He grinned when he saw us and held up the fruit.

“Can you believe this? I’ve been so hungry for one of these, and they managed to find one.”

“Are you sure you wish to do this?” Molev asked.

Michael sobered and nodded. “I’d rather go out doing something useful than sitting around in a camp waiting for the food to run out.”

The doctor prepared the injection as he finished his apple. Molev and I waited outside the room as he received the dose.

“The first batch of volunteers will arrive tonight,” Waurlyn said beside us.

“Tonight?” I asked, surprised.

“Yes. This way, they’ll be well-rested and ready at dawn. Also, evening departures and arrivals help give us more time to change over, allowing personnel to wash bedding between groups. We had a lice outbreak in one camp, and I’d like to prevent the same here.”

The doctor emerged from Michael’s room, joining us in the observation area as he lay down.

“Now we wait,” she said.

CHAPTERFOUR

“The first twenty-fourhours are pretty quiet,” Waurlyn said. “However, you’re welcome to stay if you’d like.”

I glanced at Molev, who shook his head.

“I understand. Perhaps we can take those pictures you mentioned before you leave?” She turned to the doctor. “Please keep me informed of any changes.”

The doctor nodded absently before we all left.

In the hallway, Waurlyn used a cell phone to take close-up and full-body pictures of Molev. Once she had them, she promised to keep us updated on Michael’s progress and asked if there was anything we needed for the training the following day.

“Molev usually makes a bunch of sandwiches and has water ready for everyone,” I said as she got into the elevator with us.

“I can arrange for easy-to-consume meals, or they can go to the mess hall,” she said.

“Let’s do the mess hall in the morning so they can have a little time to wake up, something easy to consume for lunch on the training field, and the mess hall again at the end of the day.”

The doors opened.

“I’ll see it’s done,” she said, getting out.

“Thank you for helping with this, Waurlyn,” Molev said.

“Don’t thank me prematurely. You have a long road ahead of you and may not find the volunteers you’re looking for.” She paused in the hallway to face him. “We haven’t turned away anyone who has wanted to sign up. The mood of many of these people is grim. They’re quiet when they sign up and equally quiet when they go to their respective spot in the field near the evac site.”

“The evac site?” I asked.

“Even though we have signups posted at every camp, the ones who traveled to the evac site are staying there, not trusting that we’ll search for them at their camps. Meanwhile, the lists at the camps barely have any names on them. It’s helping the overcrowding at the camps but causing issues at the evac site. Again, there’s no fighting. They understand that would have them immediately removed from the list. But sanitation is a problem, as is keeping them adequately fed.”

“What happens to them when they leave here?” I asked.

“To prevent riots regarding the number being turned away, we will fly those not selected to the northernmost evac site. It will be too cold for them to stay there. We have buses already set up to drive them south where they can trickle back to their original camps.”

“What happens to the people I accept as volunteers or those we identify as suitable trainees for you?” Molev asked.

“We’ll move them to different housing on base.”

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