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Chapter 191: She's Going to Collect
Rourke planted the white pole in a crack between two rocks, tucked the handkerchief into his belt, and sat down on the nearest crate as if he had been invited."Good morning," he said. His voice was dry and pleasant, with the flat vowels of a man from somewhere cold and far away. "I'd offer to shake hands, but I understand there's a rule about that in this tent. Doctor Okonkwo. Mr. Cross. Madam.""You've got a nerve," said Tamsin, who had come out of the tent with a scalpel in one hand and murder in her eyes."I have been told so." He studied her with mild interest. "I don't carry a weapon. You may search me if you like. My men are three miles down the road with their hands on their knees. I wanted to be seen coming."Aiden stood. His legs were stiff from the night's work, and for a moment he had to hold on to the tent pole. "You sold them that," he said. "The boys in there. Sixty-three of them since dawn.""I bought it. I didn't sell it. That's a distinction I would like to make." Ro
Chapter 190: Karesh Pass
The field hospital at Karesh Pass was a collection of tents pitched on a shelf of grey rock, eight thousand feet up, with a wind that never stopped.Aiden stood at the entrance of the largest and let his eyes adjust to the dark. It smelled of wet canvas, iodine and something sweet, faintly metallic, that he recognized at once. Rows of cots stretched down the length of the tent. On each lay a young man in a stained uniform, and on every face was the same bright, glassy look."Doctor Okonkwo," said the woman who met them, small and weary, with grey rings under her eyes and a coalition armband on her sleeve. "Thank God. Forty-one this week, and nineteen more since dawn. They arrive wild with joy. By evening they're dying." She spread her hands. "We've never seen anything like it.""We know what it is," Aiden said. "We have the cure. Or the half of one."Lakshmi had already moved past him. She walked slowly down the first row with her glasses pushed up on her forehead, her small hands cla
Chapter 189: The Corps
The Crash Response Corps began life in the library garden, under a lemon tree, with eleven folding chairs and a whiteboard that kept blowing over.Aiden Cross stood in front of them in a borrowed grey jacket with a marker in one hand. He had been up since four, rewriting the training schedule for the third time, and when he looked at the eleven faces turned toward him, nurses and paramedics and two first-year doctors, his mouth went dry."I'm Aiden," he said. "Some of you know why I'm standing here. For six years I drew life out of people who didn't know I was doing it." He made himself go on. "I'm going to teach you what I know about it, because nobody else can."A tall young paramedic in the front row, with a shaved head and a scar on her chin, put up her hand. "Is it true you did a murder?""Tamsin," whispered the nurse beside her."Yes," said Aiden. "That's true.""Then why should I trust you?"It was the best question anyone had asked him in a year, and he was grateful for it. "Y
Chapter 188: Article Seven
In the end they held the vote in the sitting room.It was Elena's idea. If the delegates would not come to Killian, Killian would be brought to them, on a wall screen in Geneva, from a house two thousand miles away. Colonel Haldane stood at the door as a guard of honor, which nobody had asked him to do.Killian sat in the armchair at the center of the circle. Beside him, in the low chair, Cassandra wore a navy dress with her hair pinned up, Ivy and Benedict flanking her, their fingers laced lightly with hers. On the screen, twelve faces looked back at him from a long conference table, and he understood without being told that he was not among friends."Mr. Dante," said Elena, from the chair. "Thank you for joining us. The floor is yours.""I won't argue about Marseille," Killian said. "You've seen the numbers. Thirty-one in a single night, four of them dead, three hundred more along the coast since. The product is called Lamplighter. It borrows time from the future of whoever takes it
Chapter 187: Who Will Hold the Rope
They came on a Sunday, a little before noon, in three taxis and a borrowed minibus.Killian was in the garden with Daniel, trying to learn the difference between a chiffchaff and a willow warbler, when he heard the gate click. He looked up. A small, upright woman in a grey cardigan was coming up the path with a knitting bag over one arm, and behind her, in a ragged line, came a dozen strangers whose faces he knew."Mrs. Lindqvist," he said."Mr. Dante." She stopped in front of him, chin lifted, cornflower eyes snapping. "I've been told you have a problem.""I'm not sure—""A child is trying to burn herself out. Your wife's lying in a bed with a monitor on her stomach. And you've been sitting here with four people holding her up, telling yourself it's enough." She sniffed. "It isn't, is it?"He opened his mouth and found he had nothing to say."Quite," said Mrs. Lindqvist. "We've talked it over. All of us. On the way."She stepped aside. Behind her stood Lakshmi Anand with her glasses
Chapter 186: Hold Slower
Ivy would remember the next twenty minutes in broken pieces for the rest of her life.She remembered a cup rolling across the floor. Cassandra, who had been laughing at something Diane said, folding sideways in her chair like a sheet slipping off a line. Diane's scream. Benedict leaping from the sofa to catch her before her head struck the arm."Monitor," Priya snapped. "*Now.*"The little screen lit up. A silver line tore along it in jagged peaks, up and down, up and down, wilder than anything Ivy had seen. Beneath it a second number, small and terrible, was falling. *148. 139. 121.*"The baby's heart," Priya said. "She's dropping. Ivy. Benedict. Hands."They knelt. Ivy took Cassandra's cold left hand, and Benedict's thin fingers closed over her right, and Priya laid her palm flat on the swell of Cassandra's stomach and said, "Reach. Both of you. *Hold.*"Ivy reached.The baby was *screaming*. Not sound, but the shape of one, a bright, panicked flare spinning like a bird trapped in a
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