Oren’s runner arrived with the command baton in one hand and a folded route card in the other. He had brought the high-trail report from the mill and carried Han’s map back to her.
Han took the baton. “The families have reached the mill?”
“Yes. The guides are at their junctions. The last group is behind the west storehouse.”
“And the injured?”
“The medic has room. The clinic cart is unloading.”
Han listened to the report and then gave the baton back to the runner. “Oren is in charge of the route when I leave the stones. Tell him to guide the last cart without waiting for me.”
The runner hesitated. “He asked whether you expect to fall.”
“I expect the enemy to test the rear guard. He needs to be ready whether I fall or not.”
