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“Are you talking about those missile launchers in the train?” Dekka asked.
“I’m talking about exactly that,” Sam said. “You raise that container of missiles. You fly it to the top of the dome. You bring it down by the power plant. We find a vehicle with a gallon of gas and we go tearing for Perdido Beach.” He shrugged. “Then we see how these bugs like the M3-MAAWS, Multi-role Anti-Armor Anti-Personnel Weapons System.”
Caine walked the few blocks from the town hall to the highway alone. A gunslinger out of some old cowboy movie.
Kids followed him, but at a safe distance. A dozen of them crowded just inside the busted-out plate glass window of an insurance company. A couple more found seats in parked cars.
Good, let them watch as I save their butts, Caine thought.
But now, alone, standing in the middle of the highway astride the old divider line, he was far from confident. How many of the creatures would come? How large were they? How powerful?
Were they already watching him, out there in the dark?
And what about Drake? Would there be a chance for him to win Drake over? Drake could still be a very useful number two guy. Unless he was determined to be number one.
Fighting these superbugs plus Drake? Suddenly the island seemed very, very inviting.
He could walk away right now. Diana and him, just the two of them, alone on the island. Stick the townies with Penny and Bug. Just him and Diana. Food, luxury, sex. Wasn’t that infinitely better than this battle?
An old suspicion shadowed his thoughts: was he being played? The Darkness had used him before. Was this the gaiaphage’s will reaching into his mind again?
He didn’t feel it. He hadn’t felt the Darkness at all while on the island. Even before that, from the point where Caine had defied the Darkness, the gaiaphage had left him alone.
No. This was his own decision. But why? Why give up the island? For what? To be torn apart by monsters hatched in human bodies? Even if he survived, what would he face? Artichokes and fish, resentment, probably a fight with Sam, and Diana’s sullen withdrawal.
“King Caine! Yeah!”
He rounded quickly, angry, assuming it was a taunt. A boy in the insurance company raised a fist and yelled, “Wooooh!”
Caine nodded in his direction.
Sheep. So long as they had a shepherd to ward off the wolves, they were happy. Spineless, indifferent, weak, stupid: it was hard not to have complete contempt for them.
Of course, if he failed, they’d turn on him in a heartbeat.
Then again, if he failed, they’d be busy running for their lives.
A sudden flash of silver down the highway.
Caine peered into the dark. No light, of course, not even a Sammy sun up here by the main road. Just a little moonlight and a little starlight and a whole lot of dark.
But yes, something. Something moving.
And a sound. Clickety-clackety, very fast on concrete.
He saw flashing steel mouthparts, like moonlit machetes.
He couldn’t tell how many of the massive creatures there were. Just that there were at least half a dozen, each the size of a city bus and close enough now that he could see red eyes glaring malignantly.
He pointed at the spectators lounging in a parked car. “Get out of that car!”
The two boys shrugged as if they couldn’t see why they should obey. Then, with a popping of slackening springs and the groan of metal, the car just beside them floated up off the ground.
They got the idea. They bailed out fast.
Caine raised the car up and up. It was hard to see color in this light but it looked like it might be blue. A small, blue SUV.
