Голодные игры

           He’spointinguptothewoods,farbeyondme,andwithoutturningIknowthatRuemusthavesetthefirstcampfire.We’dmadesuretogatherenoughgreenwoodtomakethesmokenoticeable.TheCareersbegintoarmthemselvesatonce.

           Anargumentbreaksout.It’sloudenoughformetohearthatitconcernswhetherornottheboyfromDistrict3shouldstayoraccompanythem.

           "He’scoming.Weneedhiminthewoods,andhisjob’sdonehereanyway.Noonecantouchthosesupplies,"saysCato.

           "WhataboutLoverBoy?"saystheboyfromDistrict1.

           "Ikeeptellingyou,forgetabouthim.IknowwhereIcuthim.It’samiraclehehasn’tbledtodeathyet.Atanyrate,he’sinnoshapetoraidus,"saysCato.

           SoPeetaisoutthereinthewoods,woundedbadly.ButIamstillinthedarkonwhatmotivatedhimtobetraytheCareers.

           "Comeon,"saysCato.HethrustsaspearintothehandsoftheboyfromDistrict3,andtheyheadoffinthedirectionofthefire.ThelastthingIhearastheyenterthewoodsisCatosaying,"Whenwefindher,Ikillherinmyownway,andnooneinterferes."

           SomehowIdon’tthinkhe’stalkingaboutRue.Shedidn’tdropanestoftrackerjackersonhim.

           Istayputforahalfanhourorso,tryingtofigureoutwhattodoaboutthesupplies.TheoneadvantageIhavewiththebowandarrowisdistance.Icouldsendaflamingarrowintothepyramideasilyenough-I’magoodenoughshottogetitthroughthoseopeningsinthenet-butthere’snoguaranteeitwouldcatch.