Chapter 39: The Open Door

Evan had packed two flashlights, spare batteries, a pulse oximeter, glucose tablets, an infection kit, trauma shears and a rubber doorstop. Daniel turned the orange wedge over in the service yard below the old Immigration Station. Rain ticked on the shoulders of his gray suit. "Is this medical equipment?" "It's my opinion about underground doors." It was Monday, the twenty-sixth of October, seven weeks after the meeting at White Pine. Su was twenty-five weeks along. The clinic stayed dark. Daniel's review had forced Nathan to let two men out of Jinshan, and both had told the same story about cell two: a man named Tomas, a fever, an ankle red to the knee, and a chaplain's kit that did not stretch that far. Property and photographs were the paperwork. Tomas was the reason. Evan's phone buzzed. One word from Su. Inside? He called her back instead. "We're at the door,"…