A proud warrior lives for such moments, for there is no shame in defeat and great glory in victory. I prefer to let such proud warriors lead the charge against these superior foes, and while that superior foe is distracted, I use that to my advantage to destroy them. Honor is defined by the winner.—Baron Okubo Tokugawa,Chairman of the Imperial Council, My Story, 1922 Mason Island THEY GOT THE BOAT into the river in a hurry. Dan was yanking on the cord to get the motor started. Mason Island was almost completely gone.Crow was standing on the edge of the shore, screaming incoherently at volumes unachievable to human lungs. Faye was gone. The rest of them had gotten aboard, but it wasn’t going to do them much good. If Crow came after them, they’d be swimming, and Sullivan didn’t think that any of them would be outswimming the black hole. Even as he thought that, the blackness reached the river and water began to thunder into it as if it were a waterfall.He had no idea why Crow hadn’t gone after them.
