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MORGAN

“This thing?”

Shane’s expression was exactly as I expected — a e of Jerehter and a littleof his trim, sexy beard

“This thing is a dinosaur!” he told me “There’s no way it coul

d—”

I stopped hi the hand crank, faster and faster until the whole lobby was filled with a loud whining whir On the face of the radio, the light behind solow

“Whoa”

I ser, to juice it up “It’s got power,” I said “That’s the important part But either thewith the transmitter”

They were staring back at me, hands on their hips “And how do you know this?”

“I greith stuff like this,” I shrugged

“That’s weird,” Shane said with a smirk

“Is it? You kno to dig a snow shelter, with venting and everything” I flipped a switch, and the radio’s speaker vibrated with static “Just like your shelter, this thing ht actually save our lives”

Shane scratched the back of his neck, ht have a point Jeremy just winked at me

“Alright,” he said “What do you need from us?”

“Tools,” I said “Screwdrivers, pliers, anything you can find”