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Chapter 40

           "Whatwereyoudoing,idiot!"

           MinhowaiteduntilhemadeitbackthroughtheDoor,thenbentover,handsonhisknees,andsuckedinafewbreathsbeforeanswering."Ijust...wantedto...makesure."

           "Makesureofwhat?"Newtasked."Lottagoodyou’dbe,takenwithGally."

           Minhostraightenedandputhishandsonhiships,stillbreathingheavily."Slimit,boys!IjustwantedtoseeiftheywenttowardtheCliff.TowardtheGrieverHole."

           "And?"Thomassaid.

           "Bingo."Minhowipedsweatfromhisforehead.

           "Ijustcan’tbelieveit,"Newtsaid,almostwhispering."Whatanight."

           Thomas’sthoughtstriedtodrifttowardtheHoleandwhatitallmeant,buthecouldn’tshakethethoughtofwhatNewthadbeenabouttosaybeforetheysawMinhoreturn."Whatwereyouabouttotellme?"heasked."Yousaidwehadworse"

           "Yeah."Newtpointedhisthumboverhisshoulder."Youcanstillseethebuggin’smoke."

           Thomaslookedinthatdirection.TheheavymetaldooroftheMapRoomwasslightlyajar,awispytrailofblacksmokedriftingoutandintothegraysky.

           "SomebodyburnedtheMaptrunks,"Newtsaid."Everylastoneof’em."

           Forsomereason,Thomasdidn’tcareabouttheMapsthatmuchtheyseemedpointlessanyway.HestoodoutsidethewindowoftheSlammer,havingleftNewtandMinhowhentheywenttoinvestigatethesabotageoftheMapRoom.Thomashadnoticedthemexchangeanoddlookbeforetheysplitup,almostasifcommunicatingsomesecretwiththeireyes.

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