Hardy: Earth Resistance Book 4 by Beachman Theresa

Author:Beachman, Theresa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-09T16:00:00+00:00

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Georgina’s stomach was a tight ball. She’d been unable to eat any of their meager supplies for breakfast, only managing to force a few sips of water down her throat. Last night she’d tossed and turned, options bouncing round in her brain, even though deep down in her heart the decision was made as soon as she saw Hardy sitting alone on the roof.

For now, she was staying.

As soon as they were in Brackla she would make plans for heading up north. Make sure that she was properly prepared. The chances of finding Janie were much higher this way and that lifted some of the weight of responsibility from her limbs. And maybe she wouldn’t be on her own.

She held the word that Hardy had said close to her heart. Together. It glinted on the horizon, full of promise.

He kept to the B roads once they were past Bristol, pushing the Jackal on toward the River Severn. The journey was uneventful and slowly the knot in her gut began to unravel. When they had to get out to move debris or push abandoned cars off the road, she spotted Chittrix twice. But they were high in the sky, heading east and paid the Jackal no attention.

It was after Bristol that she spotted the first signs for the Prince of Wales Bridge. She’d been over it once as a child and remembered its size and length as exciting. She’d happily do without exciting right now.

Natalie was fidgeting, twiddling hair around her fingers.

Georgina squeezed her hand. “What’s up?”

“A bridge seems very exposed.”

Georgina opened her mouth to answer but the Jackal ground to a halt before she could speak. The driver’s door slammed. Only Mabe remained up front, lost in a map he kept rotating. He must’ve sensed her scrutiny. “Dyslexic,” he said with raised eyebrows.

Georgina shook her head and climbed out of the vehicle, grateful for the opportunity to stretch her legs.

Hardy was surveying the bridge and the river below him with binoculars. Georgina shaded her eyes with her sleeve as she studied the landscape. The River Severn was a muddy silver scrawl. Weak winter light bounced off the shallow water. When she’d come here as a child, the mud had been peppered with wading birds and seagulls. Now, as she stared and scanned the desolate landscape, there wasn’t a single bird to be seen. Her stomach hardened once more.

“How’s Foster?” Hardy kept the binoculars pressed to his eyes.

“Asleep.” She hugged her arms across her body. “It’s very quiet.”

“Hmm.” He handed her the binoculars. “Too quiet.”

Georgina lifted the lenses to her eyes and twisted the focus. “Natalie and I are a bit worried about crossing the bridge.”

His answer was a throaty rumble. “That’s understandable.”

She dropped the binoculars, met his gaze. Her stomach flipped.

He reached out and brushed the underside of her chin with two fingers. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Behind her, Mabe coughed and Hardy dropped his hand. Blood surged hot into her cheeks. Even her ears must be red. She rammed the binoculars back to her face.

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