The Atlantis Plague(59)
Rukin heard her pace away from him, and he hoped she was going for the gun. Death would be welcome. But he heard the rip of tape instead. She wrapped his wrists together behind him. Every touch sent a new shock of pain.
He almost had his breath back now and he pushed, trying to call, but she brought the tape to his mouth and covered it, winding the roll around his head several times. She tied his legs from his ankles to his knees, then lifted him and practically threw him against the wall, face out. Pain then hyperventilation came as he tried to breathe through his nose and endure the waves of pain that came from his shoulders pressing against the wall.
She stared at him for a moment, then casually strode to the table. Her naked, muscled body flexed only slightly with each leisurely step. She looked at the liquor bottle, then took the handgun from Rukin’s belt.
Do it, he thought.
She ejected the magazine, then pulled the slide back. No round ejected. Rukin never chambered his first round. She inserted the magazine again and chambered a round.
Do it.
She set the gun on the table, crossed her legs, and gazed at him.
Rukin screamed through the tape at his mouth, but she ignored him.
She grabbed the radio, twisted the dial on top to change the channel, then said quietly, “Fire purges everything.”
A few minutes passed. In the distance, Rukin heard a loud explosion, then another, and another, like rolling thunder. They were attacking the walls.
CHAPTER 50
Plague Barge Destiny
Mediterranean Sea
Kate was tired of waiting for Shaw. She rolled off the bunk. She needed to get to the surface to make a call. She glanced at Martin. She couldn’t leave him here. She pulled him up and helped him to the door. She opened it and looked out. The corridor was clear.
They made their way to the tiny doors for the elevator. Kate hit the up button, and the elevator dinged and opened a few seconds later, revealing a cramped compartment. What floor to hit? Kate pressed the button for level one and waited.
The doors parted. Two men in white coats, doctors she assumed, stood before her, holding clipboards, discussing something.
One was Chinese, the other was European. The Chinese doctor stepped forward, cocked his head, and said, “Dr. Grey?”
Kate froze. She was halfway off the elevator. She considered going back, but the Chinese doctor closed the distance quickly. The European was close behind him. “You know this man?” he asked.
Martin was still listless, but he looked up. “Chang…” he voice was soft, barely audible.
Kate’s heart raced.
“I…” Chang began. He turned to his colleague. “I used to work with this man. He’s… a fellow Immari researcher.” He looked at Kate for a moment. “Bring him.”
Kate glanced down the corridor to her left and right. Guards loitered at each end.
She was trapped. Chang was walking down the narrow hallway directly ahead, and the European scientist was staring at her, his head cocked. Kate fell in behind Chang.
The hallway opened onto a large kitchen that had been converted to a research facility. The steel tables had been transformed into makeshift operating tables. It vaguely reminded Kate of the kitchen in the Orchid District, where Martin had told her the truth about the plague in the attached office.
“Help me get him onto the table,” Chang said.
The European stepped closer to examine Martin.
Martin slowly turned his head to look at Kate. There was no expression, and he said nothing.
Chang stepped between the other scientist and Kate and Martin. “If you could… give us a moment. I need to talk with them.”
When he had left, Chang turned to Kate. “You’re Kate Warner, aren’t you?”
Kate hesitated. The fact that he suspected it and hadn’t turned her in… she thought she could trust him. “Yes.” She nodded to Martin. “Can you help him?”
“I doubt it.” Chang opened a steel cabinet and took out a syringe. “But I can try.”
“What is that?”
“Something we’ve been working on. The Immari version of Orchid. It’s still experimental, and it doesn’t work for everyone.” He focused on Kate. “It could kill him. Or it could give him a few more days. Do you want me to administer it?”
Kate glanced down at Martin, at his dying body. She nodded.
Chang stepped forward and injected him. He glanced at the door.
“What’s wrong?” Kate asked.
“Nothing…” Chang murmured as he focused on Martin.
CHAPTER 51
Immari Operations Base at Ceuta
Northern Morocco
David stared at the eleven men who stood around the armory room. “Gentlemen, I’m not here to give you a speech. Our cause is lost. But it is just. This base is the gate to Hell and the world the Immari seek to build. If we destroy it, we can give the people of Europe a fighting chance. However… we are outnumbered, outgunned, and sitting in the heart of enemy territory. We have three things: the element of surprise, the will to fight, and a righteous cause. If we see morning, we will win. Tonight will determine our fate and that of millions of others. Fight hard and don’t fear death. There are far worse things in life—one being living a life you aren’t proud of.”