Apache Dawn: Book I Of The Wildfire Saga - Plot & Excerpts
Los Angeles Air Force Base. MR. PRESIDENT, I URGE you—please—lay back down and relax,” pleaded Dr. Honeycutt. The Chief of Emergency Medicine rung his hands—it was clear he was not used to people disobeying his orders. The pounding on the other side of the thick door intensified. Brief muffled shouts drifted into the communications room. The SEALs knelt on either side of the entrance, weapons ready, but with their eyes full of questions as they looked to their leader, standing near the President. Brenda had a lot of questions, as well. How the hell are we going to get out of this? Did they really mean we were all traitors? I’m just a doctor…I didn’t shoot anyone… “Miss,” said the President gently, drawing her attention back down to the gurney where the leader of the free world lay dying. He put an emaciated hand on Brenda’s and squeezed. She had to force herself look at his face. The skin around his ears was a distinct blue color. His eyes were sunken into grayish folds of skin that on closer inspection, were just dark blue. Memories of the Blue Flu made her stagger backwards in fear.
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