"Did you hear that?" a girl asked Rachel. "What?" "The gunshot, stupid." Rachel frowned. "Weren't you listening? The second troop is confronting a group of insurgents in the valley just south of here. The wind would bring the sound up here." "Shouldn't you be getting ready?" "For what?" "You are a moron! For the battle!" "That battle won't reach us - and if it does, it won't be 'till tomorrow."