Brushing the dust from his knees, he says, “Now you get your boy.
My part’s done. Have fun.”
As he starts to walk away I call out,
“Wait!”
He stops and turns.
Rising to my feet, I hurry after him.
“What am I supposed to do? Just walk up and demand him back? How am
I supposed to get inside there?” I point back to the Dump
behind me for emphasis.
But Nuri just gives me a maddening
grin. “You wanted me to help you find him. I did. You never said
help you rescue him. You’re on your own for that. Bye.”
He jogs across the empty lot to the
warehouse and I stare after him in stunned disbelief. He’ll just
leave me here, is that it? Kneeling in the dirt and crushed
cigarette butts and coarse grass. That’s it?
Apparently so. He slips through the
door and is gone, my diamonds with him, and I still don’t know if
Tomas’s really here or not. Fuck
Behind me I hear the scrape of a boot
against the fence, and then a soft voice whispers,
“Jace?”
Tomas