They spent the morning at the water stop. While Victor and Sarge took the watch reports, Felicity showed people where the chalk marks started, filled bottles, and answered the same question from three different families. The gate had still been open when the last traveler passed it. Nobody at the station knew what orders the Supreme had given since. It was close to noon before the last cart got clear of the turn.
A pebble worked its way under Felicity's heel. If she so much as bent down to undo the laces, she knew what would happen. Victor would clear the highway, Voss would catch her by the waist, Damien would offer to carry her, and her newest husband would find the poor bastard who put the rock there. She limped three more steps before Ivan said, "There's a low wall on your right if you want to sit down and shake that out."
