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again, but she frowned at him.
    “You can’t blame me for trying,” she
said. “Besides, maybe I’m smarter than you, even if I’m not stronger.” She was
banking a lot on him not being able to understand her, but she didn’t hide her
petulant look as she folded her arms in defiance. He just looked at her blankly
as if waiting for her to explain in a way he understood. Eventually she rolled
her eyes and made little shooing motions with her hands to chase him away. He
clearly didn’t understand the gesture, but he retreated anyway, probably
misinterpreting it as an attempt to touch him.
    She ran her fingers over the seam
again and it was obvious nothing had changed. At least her eyes had grown
accustomed to the dark. Ruth moved around the room, stopping at every seam,
examining the bolts. She was aware that the alien was still stood where she had
left him, watching her, but he didn’t offer any more helpful suggestions. She
tried not to be unnerved by his stare, or intimidated by his size.
    Finally, she had done every wall, and
not found one scratch or speck of rust. Great. The floor was the same. She
stamped her foot to listen to the clang. They must be suspended in a big empty
space for that noise, but there was no echo. She went around, trying to listen
for a change in the sound, a point that suggested their cell was resting against
something, but she didn’t find one. She looked up to find the alien standing
inches away, looking down at the floor as if expecting to see something to
explain her stamping. She leapt about a foot in the air when she saw him, and
he looked at her as if he was starting to get concerned that she might be
dangerously unhinged.
    Well, what was he going to do about
it? She moved away from him and turned her attention to the ceiling. She
reached up on tip toes to see if she could reach it. She could just brush it if
she jumped. Okay. So in theory if there was a weakness up there, she could exploit
it. She didn’t know how, but at least it wasn’t completely out of reach. She flinched
again when the alien appeared beside her. Damn, that guy was quiet when he
wanted to be. He still looked confused, but this time he put his hand on the
ceiling above him. Of course he could reach it. He was a foot taller than her,
if not more. But this was good news. She pointed excitedly at the barred hatch
over the hole in the ceiling. He looked, then understanding dawned on his face.
His expression darkened and he growled. This time she didn’t think he was
speaking. He knew what she wanted but he didn’t want to do it. Why?
    Ruth pointed again more determinedly.
He growled again and moved to walk away from her. She reached out and grabbed
his arm. He stiffened immediately, snatching his wrist away and whirling on
her, snarling into her face. She screamed and threw up her arms to protect her
face from the attack she was sure was coming, but nothing hit her. She risked a
peek at him and saw him retreat, lowering his lip back down over his crazy
fangs. He glanced at the hatch before walking away to slump against the wall
again.
    Was there something up there that was
keeping him from killing her? A camera? One of the people who had taken her?
She looked at the hatch. She couldn’t see anything. She glanced back at the
alien, who was sitting down now, but who was still watching her carefully.
Well, to hell with him. Ruth looked at the hatch, and leapt for it.

Chapter 6
    Gron watched the Queen with some
trepidation and more than a little guilt. He had only meant to warn her off
when he snarled at her. She had to understand he would not join with her. She
had taken his arm, sought to command him, and he had reacted, perhaps without
thinking. He had not expected her to cower and shriek like that. The Queens he
knew would have roared in his face in retaliation. He had forgotten that he was
much bigger than she was. She did not appear to have anywhere near the muscle
he did, and her teeth must be very small
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