Susan kept staring up, and suddenly her arm tightened convulsively around Nick's waist.
Then she was screaming, screaming and sobbing and crying at the top of her lungs.
"Please, please, Mr. Harmon!" she begged. "Don't kill me! I'll tell you everything, all about the water! Only don't shoot me, please!"
Harmon leaned further out the port.
Nick was actually nauseated with disgust.
"Don't!" he snapped at her. "For Pete's sake don't give him that satisfaction!"
Susan ignored him.
"Please, Mr. Harmon! I'm too young to die! I'll tell you everything! Just get me away from this man!"
Harmon's shoulders appeared as he leaned out.
"Tell me now," he ordered. "Where is the—"