Strategic Moves
“"Yes. These are the two," replied a familiar voice.
"The Gray Man!" Frank shouted, and he and Joe hopped from the van.
"Frank, Joe," Ziggy called out as he ran up to his friends. He was still dressed in his sculling outfit.
"Ziggy!" Joe replied. "Are you okay?" "Yes." Ziggy broke into a wide smile, as though he were greeting long-lost friends. "Petra is here, too." Petra joined the young men. "Mr. Gray brought me here," she explained. She looked tired but no longer as pale and scared as when Frank had last seen her.
"Speaking of Mr. Gray," Frank said. He looked past the two men with the Uzis and into the darkness behind the spotlight. "You want to explain what's going on?" The Gray Man walked slowly up to the teenagers. "I suppose I owe you an explanation." "That would help," Joe said, sarcasm etched in his voice.
"Perhaps I should." Fitzhugh, Frank's fencing instructor, stepped into the spotlight.
Frank could see another man standing behind the spotlight but did not recognize him.
"Y...ou're a part of this?" Frank asked Fitzhugh, watching as the unidentified man moved toward the group.MoreLess
"The Gray Man!" Frank shouted, and he and Joe hopped from the van.
"Frank, Joe," Ziggy called out as he ran up to his friends. He was still dressed in his sculling outfit.
"Ziggy!" Joe replied. "Are you okay?" "Yes." Ziggy broke into a wide smile, as though he were greeting long-lost friends. "Petra is here, too." Petra joined the young men. "Mr. Gray brought me here," she explained. She looked tired but no longer as pale and scared as when Frank had last seen her.
"Speaking of Mr. Gray," Frank said. He looked past the two men with the Uzis and into the darkness behind the spotlight. "You want to explain what's going on?" The Gray Man walked slowly up to the teenagers. "I suppose I owe you an explanation." "That would help," Joe said, sarcasm etched in his voice.
"Perhaps I should." Fitzhugh, Frank's fencing instructor, stepped into the spotlight.
Frank could see another man standing behind the spotlight but did not recognize him.
"Y...ou're a part of this?" Frank asked Fitzhugh, watching as the unidentified man moved toward the group.MoreLess
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