Tomorrow," Minho added. "Somehow, some way.
Too bad we don't have a flashlight. " "Thanks for stating the obvious, Mr. Thomas," Minho replied.
We were lining up and counting off nice and easy till you came stumbling through like a doped-up bull,' Minho responded.
Thomas had a depressing - and scary - thought. 'Am I. . . replacing someone? Did somebody get killed?' Minho shook his head. 'No, we're just training you - someone'll want a break. Don't worry, it's been a while since a Runner was killed. ' For some reason that last statement worried Thomas, though he hoped it didn't show on his face.