The men talk to Andre for awhile while the three foreigners sit in silence, trying to figure out what is happening.
Suddenly, Andre turns around to Duncan. "Sir, we must get out," he says. Heather stiffens visibly in the front seat. "It is okay, sir, we will be okay."
Andre, Duncan, Heather and Heidi all get out of the car. Andre talks some more to one of the older men. Other men gather around the whites, staring and talking amongst each other. Many of them appear to be only teenagers. One boy stands right in front of Heidi, looking the young German nurse up and down, a lustful smile on his face. His hand fiddles with his crotch. He looks up at her face and says something that brings laughter from his comrades. Heidi looks away red-faced. She doesn't understand, but imagines it wasn't nice.
Andre returns to the group. "Sir, they take the car," he says simply.
"What?" Duncan says.
"Yes, it is confiscated. Nothing we can do, sir."
"This is an outrage!" Duncan exclaims. "These aren't even proper army soldiers," he says, waving his arm at the ragtag outfit. "They don't have uniforms, and many of these boys aren't old enough to shave."
"Old enough for you," one of them says. Duncan ignores him. It's just as well, since the boy is staring right at Heather when he says it. She looks over and sees a rising bulge in the boy's pants. A sick sense of dread washes over her.
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