a day or so , though if this wind keeps up it may well be less , he shrugged . again page stuck his head in . the wind whipped at her face and she shouted and waved . the bright points drew level with her , and she cut her engine . `` how do you plan to sneak us out of town if the gates and port are covered ? '' who was he to be the voice of reason ? you know how they killed , but you do n't know why . 