"David Robbins - Blade 05 - Pirate Strike" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robbins David L)

"What?" Red Hawk asked innocently.

"That light," Jeannie said, moving past him and studying the
reddish-orange glow.

"We should go in," Red Hawk suggested. "The air is chill."

"It's a fire!" jeannie exclaimed.

"A campfire," Red Hawk said, taking a stride toward the house.

"No!" Jeannie responded, "It's a fire at Ostman's Trading Post!"

"It's too far away to tell," Red Hawk commented.
 Jeannie spun and hurried inside, and ten seconds later returned with
her husband, a stocky man wearing a blue flannel shirt and faded wool
trousers.

Red Hawk smiled. "Jeannie is seeing things, George."

George Roe stared at the light for a moment. "It's a fire at Ostman's
Trading Post," he stated.

"That's what I said," Jeannie agreed.

"There's nothing we can do about it," Red Hawk said.

"I must go there," George declared.

"Now?" Jeannie asked.

"Tonight?" Red Hawk chimed in.

"It's only a mile and a quarter," George noted. "We're one of Ostman's
closest neighbors. I must go."

"What about the mutants?" Jeannie remarked.

"What about your family?" Red Hawk added.

"We run the risk of encountering mutants at any time, day or night,"
George said. "And all of you will be safe in our house. The two of you know
how to use a gun."

"Wait until morning," Jeannie urged. "The trip is too dangerous at
night."

"I've lived in these woods for thirty-five years, haven't I?" George
responded. "I've trapped and hunted from one end of this territory to the