Right of Way 96
NAPOLITANO
Hey, let me have some light.
Buddy points the BEAM his way. Napolitano directs it toward his hand and sniffs the moist, brownish liquid oozing between his fingers.
BUDDY
That's just condensation.
NAPOLITANO
It's brown.
BUDDY
Maybe peat residue. Huge bogs spread under the whole area.
NAPOLITANO
So I've heard.
He aims Buddy’s FLASHLIGHT at the wet overhang. As he studies the wall, touching it --
BUDDY
Not a bad smell, compared to the oil
down here. There’s methane too, but no smell.
Napolitano wipes his hands on his sweatshirt and they resume walking.
NAPOLITANO
Thanks for the tour, and the education. Can you get me out of here?
BUDDY
Sure. The longer we walk, the farther away from the hustle-bustle. The Order has a private tunnel outside their building, but that’s a half-hour from here, at least.
NAPOLITANO
Why does The Order need a private tunnel?
BUDDY
I don’t ask questions. Been there a long time though.
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