Sureenough, he _had_ recognized the voice as belonging to Lana Nguyen, hisvery good friend since they were in grade school. Lana wasn't on thecheer s...uad, but she was very supportive of Will's choice of extra-curricular activities. They'd been friends for nearly ten years."Practice was tough, wasn't it?" Lana said as she reached his side. Lanawas a very attractive Vietnamese girl, with straight black hair hangingdown to the small of herback, and almond-shaped eyes. She had not an ounce of. One of them had struck the engineer in the arm as he leaned out the window of the locomotive to shoot a pistol at the marauding band.When he was finished cleaning and bandaging the wound, and the train had chuffed away, Bob turned to leave and happened to see the hole in the ground, covered over with three or four planks now, that had been under the outhouse Millie had been dragged away in. No one had ever rebuilt the privy. The planks had been thrown over it so that no one would fall in the. They were so caught up in their little star game that they seemed to have completely forgotten about the thing. Of course Cathy had her brothers take it to their garage and begin affecting repairs right away. The damage was largely cosmetic and since they had planned the accident in advance they already were set to go come Monday morning on the repairs.Her brothers knew better than too not meet her deadline of having the car done today, and they had called her yesterday evening to let her know. The problem was, he was in hiding, and seemed to be underground. When he did move, I got only brief glimpses of his surroundings. To complicate matters, he had several hostages with him, and several men. When they moved, it was always by van or car. They seemed to be trying to get out of the city.I was also taking classes in language identification. I could draw decently, and was able to copy writing I saw fairly accurately. I already knew how to read a map. After hours of frustration, I.