Morales, Gibson books

The Red Queen

Swaths of green mist coated his visor, thickening in seconds and sliding off, like raindrops on a speeding car’s windshield. “Status check?” Zubren said. SKIES ARE CLEAR flashed in bright red on his visor’s screen. Zubren breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the green mist didn’t find a way thro...