..”“Skank? Excuse me?” I said, shocked at her judgment of others, as I walked over towards her. Alia didn’t move, her whole attitude was so no...chalant. Even her use of skank just seemed to be an everyday word.“Sorry, Jessie’s her name, right? I know her from school. Your girlfriend, yes?”“She’s not my girlfriend.”“Does she know that? I mean, the way you all fucked all afternoon she’s gotta be someone special.”“Excuse me? What are you doing, spying on me?”“Hardly, but given your bedroom window. ‘All it would take is one call from me to let these people know you’re the next link in finding their money and they’d be here in a heartbeat. That would be bad for you and your family. At least with me you know I’ll go away after I get my information because I don’t give a shit about you. But with those people… let’s just say they don’t like loose ends.’ ‘So, why don’t you just call them?’ ‘I do that and I might look like a loose end.’ Zach thought for a minute. ‘Your family’s rich, why. Perhaps he was just deluding himself, he thought as he dug into the north face of the dune to find cooler sand to burrow under. He had to don his suit again, to keep the sand off of him, but if he wasn't moving and exerting himself, the insulation of the sand and suit should keep him cool enough. He fell asleep, hope in his heart, despite being without water in a vast empty desert.John awoke to the cooling of evening, the reddish, orangey, purple sky starting to turn navy blue and black at the. "How are you?" he asked when there was more icicle inside her than out of her. She opened her mouth to respond and instead promptly vomited down the side of her face. He scooped up some snow and used it to scrape most of the bile off. "I feel sick," she groaned while looking up at him with fluttering eyes."This is way bigger than a shampoo bottle," he teased her."Take it out?" she whimpered in an inquisitive tone. It was more of a request than a demand."Not yet." He snapped off the end of the.