Critical Failures VII

by Robert Bevan

“What were you doing up there?” “Just as I was asked. I was looking for someone who could help you.” Chaz rolled his finger impatiently. “And...?” “And nothing else. I was under the impression that we were under some time pressure.” “I meant, and did you find anyone who could help us?” “Oh yes. Several people, actually.” “And...?” Ravenus cocked his head sideways. “And others who could not?” Chaz threw his empty cup at Ravenus. “And where's the fucking help?”