Dream Sky by Brett Battles

Author:Brett Battles [Battles, Brett]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Horror, Suspense, Plague, virus, Conspiracy, Thriller, End of the World, flu, Mystery
ISBN: 9781494753054
Amazon: B00HEOZX2K
Barnesnoble: B00HEOZX2K
Goodreads: 20530045
Publisher: Createspace
Published: 2014-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

IF SANJAY HAD his way, he would undertake the spy mission on his own, but Kusum was not about to let him go off alone.

“All right, all right,” he said, knowing it was an argument he would never win. “I’ll take Arjun with me.”

“Arjun has been working with the Americans the most. He should stay.”

“Okay,” he said, knowing she was right. “You and I.”

“And Darshana,” she said.

“Why Darshana?”

“It is a long trip, so I assume we will take a car and not our motorbikes. With three drivers we will not need to rest. Or, if you prefer, we could take Prabal instead of Darshana,” she suggested.

“No, no. Darshana is fine.”

Prabal had made quite a mess of things here in Mumbai before the survival station was abandoned, and while he’d been trying hard to rectify his actions—actions which, admittedly, worked out for the better in the end—Prabal was a bit of a walking disaster, so taking him along was not an option Sanjay wanted to consider.

Sanjay located a Toyota dealer on Lal Bahadur Shastri Road, picked out a brand new Land Cruiser, and returned to the survival station, where he, Kusum, and Darshana loaded enough supplies into the back to sustain them for several days. When they were done, they went inside to let Arjun and Prabal know they were leaving.

Both men were up in the communications room, so Sanjay called up the stairwell, “We are all set. Our satellite phone will be on if you need to reach us.”

“Wait!” Arjun said.

He climbed down the ladder, still clearly bothered by the pulled muscle in his neck. When he reached the bottom, he pulled a smartphone out of his pocket.

“Here,” he said, handing it to Sanjay.

“What do I need this for?” The regular cellular system had gone out of commission only a few days after the outbreak started.

“The picture. I put it on there.”

“What picture?”

“From Mr. Ash. Of the Dutchman.”

Right. In his rush to leave, Sanjay had forgotten. He put the phone in his pocket and held out his hand to his friend. “If you have any problems, let us know.”

“Same for you,” Arjun said. “And whatever you do, do not let them see you.”

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