“G-man, I think your pretty little chick has flown the coop.” Graham jerked his head away from the wiring diagram he’d been studying and reached for his radio. “Say again?” “I’ve got a bead on a half-naked girl just outside the wall pretending to be a mermaid.” “What the fuck are you talking about?” Graham roared into his radio. Zach burst into the command post. “Ro’s gone. I went to take a leak and she wasn’t in the mess hall when I came back. She’s not in the cabin. She’s not in the bathhouse.” Graham gripped the desk to keep from throwing his radio across the room. “G-man, I suggest you get outside the wall right fucking now.” Graham glared at Zach and shoved to his feet. “Go get a fucking towel. And get someone to cover my shift.” “No way in hell, huh?” Graham didn’t reply as he shoved the door open and headed for the bolt hole. He reached the stream on the outside of the wall just as Rowan was trying to pull herself out and onto the bank.
