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“Listen to me, Toto, your l
egs are broken, but we can fix them.”
Toto looked at him wonderingly, wiped sand from his face, and said, “You are telling the truth.”
“I’ll get Lana. Soon as I can. You just stay put.”
He stood up and yelled, “Dekka! Dekka!”
She did not call back to him, but he saw her swimming toward shore. He ran out and helped her to get to dry ground.
“I’m so sorry, Sam,” she gasped.
“I’m okay. So’s Toto. Just broke his legs is all.” He glanced left and right and spotted the container smashed into a low bluff. Oblong crates and their deadly contents had spilled.
“I don’t know where we are,” Sam said. “I think we’re south of the power plant.” He looked around, frantic. His plan had always been reckless and hopeless, but he’d hoped, somehow, to come down near the power plant. There might be a car still in usable condition at the plant. But here? He wasn’t even sure where here was.
And the container was wrecked. Many of the missiles would be, too.
“Sam!” A voice was calling to him from the direction of the sea. A boat. He saw four people in it, and oars splashing and pulling hard toward them.
“Quinn!”
The boat ran in and beached. Quinn jumped out. “Where did you come from?”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” Sam said. “Quinn: tell me quick. What’s happening in town?”
Quinn appeared overwhelmed by the question.
Sam grabbed him. “Whatever it is, tell me. Dekka may not have another half hour. Quick!”
“Edilio’s sick. Lots of people sick. It’s bad, kids dropping all over the place. Edilio sent me to bring Caine back. To fight the bugs.”
Sam breathed a shaky sigh of relief. “Thank God he did, Quinn. I probably can’t beat the bugs, maybe he can.”
“But . . . ,” Quinn began, but Sam interrupted.
Plan Two might be dead. But Sam had one last trick up his sleeve, one last wild effort—not to save the town, but maybe to save his friend.
“Dekka, she’s infested. They’re hatching out of her. I promised to . . . to make it easier for her. You understand?”
Quinn nodded solemnly.
“But I have an idea. How fast can you get us to town?”
“Fifteen minutes,” Quinn said.
They rowed like they were rowing for their lives. And in some ways they were, Sam knew. If the bugs emerged from Dekka while they were in this small boat, none of them would survive.
Toto groaned, lying on the bottom of the boat in two inches of fish-smelling water. Dekka lay against Sam in the stern. His arms were around her. He whispered in her ear not to give up.
He could feel them through her clothes. He was careful to avoid the emergent mouths, but he could not avoid feeling the surging horror of insect bodies moving within Dekka’s body.
“Sam, you promised me,” Dekka moaned.
“I will, Dekka. I promise I will. But not yet, not yet.” To Quinn he said, “As soon as we reach the dock, go for Lana.”
“Lana can’t help,” Quinn grunted, never slackening his pace. “She can’t kill them.”
