This is a continuation from last week’s snippet, from a WIP tentatively called Rescue Operation.

“Volunteers to set that up?”

What they hadn’t counted on was the Confederation communications system and that the slavers had full access to satellite images.  Tod figured that out later.  At the time he knew only that he had been racing back to the dam with news that the slide had stopped the transport.  The next thing he remembered he was lying on the ground, wrists fastened together and to a cable.  His hip and shoulder ached–he must have fallen off his horse, something he rarely did.

Have a look at the others:

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