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Nathan Lee was surprised. Then you're not opposed to them going free?

Fine, grumbled Izzy. We'll pick one. But which one?

Not yet. And not me, said the Captain. But when the time's right, I'm all for you.

Nathan Lee was surprised. Then you're not opposed to them going free?

Better me than most, said the Captain. Anyhow, I had this hunch someone like you might show up. And then it would need someone like me to be where I am, doing what I'm doing, who could nod his head yes.

Someone they'll listen to.

Well, all right then, Nathan Lee said, trying to believe his luck. So when is the right time?

Their release, in short, would have to wait until E-Day, their fabled evacuation date. Nathan Lee worried that if and when that day ever arrived, there would be so much chaos the guards might forget to open the cells. In crossing America, he had heard stories of prisons and zoos filled with the carcasses of captives who had starved to death. The Captain took the job of programming the cell doors to automatically open an hour after the city emptied.

Izzy balked. Why would any of them trust us? They're onto us now. In their shoes, I wouldn't trust us.

Nathan Lee was surprised. Then you're not opposed to them going free?

Better me than most, said the Captain. Anyhow, I had this hunch someone like you might show up. And then it would need someone like me to be where I am, doing what I'm doing, who could nod his head yes.

In the meantime, Nathan Lee wanted to prepare the clones for alien times. They knew how to quarry limestone, sow wheat, work leather, smith iron, and herd goats. But survival in the ruins of America was going to require different skills. One can of spoiled food could wipe them out with botulism. One wrong highway could land them in the Canadian winter. The cities might be dead, but they were still mechanically alive, and deadly. The clones needed a crash course in the twenty-first century.

Not yet. And not me, said the Captain. But when the time's right, I'm all for you.

And so, for now, Nathan Lee resigned himself. He did the next best thing to making his own escape. He devised the clones' escape.

You've got your work cut out, said the Captain.

I wouldn't treat a dog the way we've had to treat those men.

Fine, grumbled Izzy. We'll pick one. But which one?

Nathan Lee went to Izzy, who thought it was a terrible idea. I told you, they know we're the enemy. Eesho's got them ready to kill us if we show our faces.

Not him, Nathan Lee said, Ben.

And so, for now, Nathan Lee resigned himself. He did the next best thing to making his own escape. He devised the clones' escape.

I'm thinking the boys should get turned loose, he announced to the Captain in the quiet of one afternoon. They were watching the yard over cameras. Over the weeks, the prisoners had slowly begun to trickle up from their cells and brave the sun again. Ben was the stalwart, first every morning, last at dusk, walking, feeding the fire, walking, walking, getting those muscles ready. Nathan Lee could see his mind at work. Ben had not missed a day. For weeks he'd had the place to himself. Now it was inhabited again. The burnt sacrifices of birds and squirrels resumed, though the season was getting cold and they'd largely hunted the place out.

We'll select just one of them. Educate him. Show him the ropes. When the time comes, he can lead the rest.

About time someone brought that up, the Captain replied.

Nathan Lee was surprised. Then you're not opposed to them going free?

At the moment, Ben was walking the wall circuit. Big, loping strides carried him around the yard. Men followed behind, the earnest ones matching his pace, the slower ones yakking away.

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