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Below me, I can see the Career pack and Peeta asleep on
the ground. By her position, leaning up against the trunk of
the tree, I’d guess Glimmer was supposed to be on guard, but
fatigue overcame her.
My eyes squint as they try to penetrate the tree next to me,
but I can’t make out Rue. Since she tipped me off, it only seems
fair to warn her. Besides, if I’m going to die today, it’s Rue I
want to win. Even if it means a little extra food for my family,
the idea of Peeta being crowned victor is unbearable.
I call Rue’s name in a hushed whisper and the eyes appear,
wide and alert, at once. She points up to the nest again. I hold
up my knife and make a sawing motion. She nods and disappears.
There’s a rustling in a nearby tree. Then the same noise
again a bit farther off. I realize she’s leaping from tree to tree.
It’s all I can do not to laugh out loud. Is this what she showed
the Gamemakers? I imagine her flying around the training
equipment never touching the floor. She should have gotten at
least a ten.
Rosy streaks are breaking through in the east. I can’t afford
to wait any longer. Compared to the agony of last night’s
climb, this one is a cinch. At the tree limb that holds the nest, I
position the knife in the groove and I’m about to draw the
teeth across the wood when I see something moving. There,
on the nest. The bright gold gleam of a tracker jacker lazily
making its way across the papery gray surface. No question,
it’s acting a little subdued, but the wasp is up and moving and
that means the others will be out soon as well. Sweat breaks
out on the palms of my hands, beading up through the oint-
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