K-Rex: A Prehistoric Thriller by Hunter L.Z

Author:Hunter, L.Z. [Hunter, L.Z.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2015-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Powell hoped the angry sky would just pass. He was wrong. It was there to stay.

It was maybe a half hour after they reached the cabin that the daylight was completely chased from above, and heavy black clouds blanketed the Congo. Behind the clouds, static electricity bounced back and forth. No bolts had yet been released. And for the moment, the rain did not fall. It was just a matter of time, he supposed.

The mercs stood guard by the windows.

No one talked much.

The workers whispered back and forth. Powell wished he understood their conversations. He felt helpless. Their families had to be worried.

Powell ran his palms down his thighs and stood up straight. He let out a long, loud sigh. “So what are we doing? I mean, what are we going to do here?”

No one answered. Powell expected Marksman to reply. Nothing but silence filled the cabin.

“I want to know what’s in the forest, John,” Powell said. He would not be ignored. “John! I’m talking to you.”

Marksman sucked in a deep breath. “We learned about the velociraptors a while back.”

Powell rolled his eyes.

“Do you want an answer?” Marksman said.

“I want the truth,” Powell said.

“This is the truth. It’s the truth. There are velociraptors in the Congo. Always have been. The species either never died out, or somehow were given a second chance.”

“A second chance?” Claire said. She stood over Mangeni and Nafula. They sat around her legs. She’d become like their mother. “From who?”

“Mother nature?” Marksman said.

“It’s bullshit.” Powell couldn’t wrap his mind around what he heard. Something like that wouldn’t be kept a secret. If living dinosaurs had been discovered, the world would know. Videos would be on YouTube, photos on Facebook. Celebrities would be tweeting about the need to save and preserve the prehistoric beasts.

“Doesn’t matter where the second chance came from.” Marksman sounded angry now. His face reddened. “Point is they’re out there. I’ve been up in the mountains and watched them from a safe distance.”

“And Circuitz knows about this? Brunson and legal?” Powell said.

Marksman nodded. “They know. It doesn’t stop them from digging. It’s why we’re here. We’re to protect the operation. Keep all of you safe.”

“How could you not tell us?” Charlie said. “Shelton’s dead. One of those things could be responsible. If he’d known about raptors in the forest, he might have carried himself differently.”

“He’s a professional, Erb. Same as you. Same as me. The enemy could be anywhere, could be anyone, could be anything. You are either ready, or you’re not,” Marksman said.

Erb got to his feet. His muscles were tight, tensed. His hands were knuckled fists. He looked like he might pop.

“Still should have shared the information with us,” Stacy said. “We had a right to know.”

“The less people that know the truth the better,” Marksman said. “Best I can tell there aren’t that many. Largest herd I’ve ever come across was maybe six or seven. I’ve seen some smaller groupings with three or four. I’ve never tried keeping track of them though.

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