Date: 2007-06-13 03:32 am (UTC)
"This is ludicrous," said Liadov, finally, sighing. "I'm getting up."

He glanced at Rakitin.

"You can stay down there if you want. But no one's coming in here. Iriarhov would have gone down by now, and he wouldn't have gone down without a hail of gunfire."

He glanced at the table.

"I say we get back to work. You said there were some tiny fragments of rock that you brushed off the limbs. I wonder...might it be consistent with the surrounding rock outcrops?"

He shrugged.

"Any lead you can give us- fibers, hairs. It would narrow down the search to either on base or off."
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