The Pandemic Sequence (Book 3): The Tilian Cure - Plot & Excerpts
Matt whispered in her ear. Shaking her head quickly, Michelle kept her eyes scanning across the debris-crowded marina. Tense moments had passed since there had been any sound or sight of the enemy craft. He had cut the engine of their own boat, which eventually drifted alongside a much larger vessel moored into the sea. Feeling her anxiety increase with every heartbeat, she turned to Matt. “What are we going to do?” Their pursuers were unlikely to abandon the hunt, especially now that she and Matt were clearly trapped. Further seconds of delay only served to allow the Mohawk to arrive and cut off all means of escape. “How good of a swimmer are you?” Spending a youth more focused on books than physical activities, Michelle had only infrequently experienced bodies of water. And since the outbreak, the mountain camp certainly did not afford the chance to hone aquatic skills. “Better than a doggie paddle, but not by much,” she told him honestly. Whatever he had planned, she wanted to make sure he had all the information he needed.
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