In a few minutes, a train wheeled into the station, and everybody but us got on it. When the train pulled away, she checked to see if we were alone. Using her fingertips, she lifted the metal plate a couple of inches off the floor. Then she grabbed hold of it with both hands and set it two feet away from the hole.
I looked into the hole and saw the concrete platform twenty feet below us. “How do we get down there?”
“First I jump, then you jump, and I catch you.”
“What?” My heartburn got worse. I doubted there was any antacid in the backpack
“What did I say that you didn't understand?” She frowned.
“I understood what you said. It's the plan I’m wondering about.”
“There's a rope in the backpack, but nothing to tie it to. Besides, could you climb down the rope?”
“Point taken. I feel awkward about jumping and having you catch me.”
“Get over your male vanity. Please do what I ask you.” She rolled her eyes. “Put on your backpack and jump.” She turned and jumped through the hole, landing on her feet so as if she was a trained acrobat. She looked up and motioned for me.
I took a deep breath and jumped into her waiting arms. Nessa caught me and put me on my feet. I followed her when she walked toward the south end of the deserted platform. She walked on the balls of her feet, like a hunter tracking down her prey
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