Jorge cradled Marina against his chest and pushed through the thick rhododendron branches. The trail was little more than an animal path winding through the dense vegetation, but the man in the green jumpsuit navigated it as sure-footedly as a goat. The man paused once in a while to look back and...
The support posts and boards were gray with age, and the hayloft floor sagged overhead. The place smelled of moldy hay and the dust from dried manure. Beneath that lay the odor of animal fur, even though the stalls had stood empty for years. As she entered, the shadowy corners crawled toward her ...
After leading them through the forest for a while, he decided it would be safer to travel in the open rather than stumble through the dark trees. After consulting Kiki, the group headed downhill in the direction of the river road, although DeVontay planned to stay well away from Stonewall. Some o...
Summer Hanratty had found him much too obsessed for human company, especially the kind of company she wanted, so she told him to give her a call when he returned to Planet Earth.Once problems began popping up, the Administration had asked for on-the-hour reports, and Katherine Swain had ridden th...
was the wrong word, because the aurora cast a green radiance across the sky, like cheap mercury vapor streetlights above an empty parking lot. Although eerie, Franklin had come to enjoy the lack of pure darkness, although the star fields were cloudier and harder to follow.He’d often wondered if t...
APPALACHIAN MOUNTAINS. TWILIGHT.Autumn. The forest is red and gold. Flying over the trees, gently, then a sudden swoop into open space.Far below is the river, the forest giving way to high rock cliffs. Flutter of leathery wings. Flying faster, faster, the river roaring and churning.Flying straigh...
Not that he needed many skills. His level of respect for the CIA plummeted another few notches as he dug through the files on the stolen laptop. He’d previously hijacked their e-mails but he expected the case files to be secured. But Dr. Morgan’s stolen collection of brain scans and her surveilla...
Whatever the pill was, it hadn’t impaired his driving. In fact, it had helped clear his head, and Cincinnati seemed years away. Sure, it had been crazy taking the pill, but the orange bottle seemed like the only reliable and honest thing in his life. The radio offered no reports of a murderer on ...
Rheinsfeldt's office, she looked over at the passenger seat and admired her handiwork. He'd moved into her apartment, cleaned up, and bought a couple of new suits. It was off-the-rack, Belk's stuff, but it would have to do until the money began rolling again. And it would. A shave and a splash of...