Wait. That was all she could do. Shannon was curled up hiding in the darkened corner of the crevice when a rope was thrown down.
A Russian greeting was yelled.
Shannon looked up and started screeching and waving. "HERE! I'M OVER HERE!"
Emily watched her, hiding in the cold slit in the rock, too weak to move. Shannon would have killed her, if she had known that Emily was there.
A Russian man came down and picked up Shannon, wrapping her in a blanket. Emily shivered. She wanted that blanket! She wanted a strong man with gentle hands and a soft voice to... she wanted him to come down toward her, wrap her that warm blanket and – a badge fell out of the Russian's coat and slid down toward her. Emily opened it, her fingers shaking.
K.B.G.
The truck drove away, and Emily was left inside the deeper crevice – free, but trapped.
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The Sidenstrasse Tapestry: An Indiana Jones Fan-Fiction
أدب الهواةIn 1945 archaeologist Indiana Jones was called on one last mission. Now, even in 1960, it haunts him as his youngest daughter, Emily Jones - just as rough and tumble and skilled in handling trouble as her father - scrambles after his legacy to pro...
