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.What do you want to do?”“Set up base camp in that field over there,” Thorne said, pointing a half-mile to the left, where once, it seemed, there had been an extensive lawn.It was still an open clearing in the jungle; there would be sunlight for the photovoltaics.“Then we'll have a look around.”Eddie parked his Explorer, turning it around to face back the way they had come.Thorne maneuvered the trailers alongside the car, and cut the engine.He climbed out into the still, hot morning air.Malcolm got out and stood with him.Here in the center of the island, it was completely silent, except for the buzz of insects.Eddie came over, slapping himself.“Great place, huh? No shortage of mosquitoes.You want to go get the son of a bitch now?” Eddie unclipped a receiver from his belt, and cupped his hand over the display, trying to see it in the sunlight.“Still right over there.” He pointed to the main building.“What do you say?”“Let's go get him,” Thorne said.The three men turned, climbed into the Explorer, and, leaving the trailers behind, drove in hot sunlight toward the giant, ruined building.TrailerInside the trailer, the sound of the car engine faded away, and there-was silence.The dashboard glowed, the GPS map remained visible on the monitor; the flashing X marking their position.A small window in the monitor, titled “Active Systems,” indicated the battery charge, photovoltaic efficiency, and usage over the past twelve hours.The electronic readouts all glowed bright green.In the living section, where the kitchen and beds were located, the recirculating water supply in the sink gurgled softly.Then there was a thumping sound, coming from the upper storage compartment, located near the ceiling.The thumping was repeated, and then there was silence.After a moment, a credit card appeared through the crack of the compartment door.The card slid upward, lifting the panel latch, unhooking it.The door swung open, and a white bundle of padding fell Out, landing with a dull thud on the floor.The padding unrolled, and Arby Benton groaned, stretching his small body.“If I don't pee, I'm going to scream,” he said, and he hurried on shaky legs into the tiny bathroom.He sighed in relief.It had been Kelly's idea for them to go, but she left it to Arby to figure out the details.And he had figured everything out perfectly, he thought - at least, almost everything.Arby had correctly anticipated it would be freezing cold in the cargo plane, and that they would have to bundle up; he'd stuffed their compartments with every blanket and sheet in the trailer.He'd anticipated they would be there at least twelve hours, and he put aside some cookies and bottles of water.In fact, he'd anticipated everything except the fact that, at the last minute, Eddie Carr would go through the trailer and latch all the storage compartments from the outside.Locking them in, so that, for the next twelve hours, he wouldn't be able to go to the bathroom.For twelve hours!He sighed again, his body relaxing.A steady stream of urine still flowed into the basin.No wonder! Agony! And he'd still be locked in there, he thought, if he hadn't finally figured out -Behind him, he heard muffled shouts.He flushed the toilet and went back, crouching down by the storage compartment beneath the bed.He quickly unlatched it; another padded bundle unrolled, and Kelly appeared beside him.“Hey, Kel,” he said proudly.“We made it!”“I have to go,” she said, dashing.She pulled the door shut behind her.Arby said, “We did it! We're here!”“Just a minute, Arb.Okay?”For the first time, he looked out the window of the trailer.All around them was a grassy clearing, and beyond that, the ferns and high trees of the jungle.And high above the tops of the trees, he saw the curving black rock of the volcanic rim.So this was Isla Sorna, all right.All right!Kelly came out of the bathroom.“Ohhh.I thought I was going to die!” She looked at him, gave him high five.“By the way, how'd you get your door unlatched?”“Credit card,” he said.She frowned.“You have a credit card?”“My parents gave it to me, for emergencies,” he said.“And I figured this was an emergency.” He tried to make a joke out of it, to treat it lightly.Arby knew Kelly was sensitive about anything to do with money.She was always making comments about his clothes and things like that.Arid how he always had money for a taxi or a Coke at Larson's Deli after school, or whatever.Once he said to her that he didn't think money was so important, and she said, “Why would you?” in a funny voice.Arid ever since then he had tried to avoid the subject
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