Page 105 of Depths of Destruction
The four of us make the food and put it in the oven to stay warm. The guys arrive back several hours later.
"Everything taken care of?" I ask.
Tinker nods. "Done."
"Thanks."
"What happened to your arm?" Dirk sits next to Zoe and puts his hand on her back.
"I burned it when the earthquake happened."
He pulls her closer. "Does it hurt?"
"I'll be fine. I can handle it."
"She didn't want to take any pain meds," I say.
Dirk strokes her shoulder, and she looks at her thighs. "I have numbing cream in my bag. Come upstairs, Zoe. I need to clean up and then I can put it on."
"Okay."
They leave and the doorbell rings.
"That should be your passports," Tinker says.
"Already?"
"My guy said he could do them quicker. He was done with all of his other work."
I turn to Naomi. "Guess we're leaving sooner than we thought."
Axel shakes his head. "I don't think so. The earthquake did some damage. There's a lot of trees down on the roads. You might get stuck if you leave tonight. It took us twice as long to get back, and the reporters are saying the roads leading to the airport are worse. Besides, I doubt any flights are leaving tonight for Bermuda.
Naomi beams. "At least we get to sleep on a good bed."
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Naomi
"Help!"Emilia's sobs ring in my ears.
The jungle is dark; so thick, I can't see past the trees.
Where is she?
"Please...help!"
"Emilia, I'm coming! Where are you?"
"Malin. Where are you?" Her voice cuts through my heart like a knife.
"Emilia," I scream and push through the foliage.
"Emilia," Malin calls from somewhere far away.
"Malin!" she cries again.
"Emi—"
