Rescue Mission by Linda Jordan

Author:Linda Jordan [Jordan, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Metamorphosis Press
Published: 2019-05-14T22:00:00+00:00

11

Damon

Damon sat at a round table in the small upstairs room of Morrigu’s Art Warehouse 3. There were three of Roosevelt’s advisors: Jack, Ethan and Avery, Gregor, Morrigu’s Fight Trainer, Evangeline and Morrigu. Seven of them, all trying to decide the fate of the Zoo.

Roosevelt was conscious now, two days after the attack, but he still couldn’t hear. Or speak. He was cut up and badly burned. They’d found a lot of bodies in the past couple of days, buried beneath the debris of the warehouses. Someone had identified Young Roosevelt by a ring he wore, which was found near something that could have been a body. There were bones there at least. Not much left resembling a human after all the bombs, explosives within the warehouse, and the fire.

The last two days had been hell. Damon hadn’t slept for days and was running on coffee. And occasionally food when someone shoved a plate in front of him, demanding he eat.

They’d bury the bodies this afternoon. Over near the fence. In a mass grave with a tree planted on top. Normally, the Zoo burned their dead, but no one could face another fire.

Damon sipped coffee and listened to the bickering, his stomach roiling from too much coffee. It wasn’t a question of whether to attack Collins or not. It was when. Now or wait.

He ran his hands through his hair. No one had even considered not attacking. Not retaliating.

He looked up to see Morrigu staring at him. She was annoyed. Probably because she wanted to attack tomorrow. Roosevelt’s advisors knew there were no weapons to attack with. Nothing that would match Collins’ arsenal anyway. They knew waiting was important.

“Damon, what are your thoughts?”

The room quieted.

Damon said, “I think we need to find Collins’ spy first. Hopefully, he’s not one of us in this room. It does us no good to make plans if Collins knows we’re doing that. Personally, I don’t want a war. I’ve been at war and I don’t ever want to be there again. Not at this scale.”

“So you won’t fight in this war?” asked Morrigu, her voice cold.

“Of course I will. You asked my thoughts. I won’t lie to you. I don’t think we have the people or arms to match Collins. We’re weak and he’s strong. From what I understand, he’s spent the last few decades fighting his neighbors. Building up an army and weapons. Roosevelt’s spent the last month or two caching weapons, nearly all of which have been destroyed. We’re down to two planes, which will barely keep your business alive and the money flowing in. We’ve lost at least thirty people in the attack. At least that many have now fled. They were people who aren’t fighters, warehouse workers, cooks and cleaners, people who want no part in this war. We don’t have enough warriors to fight. And those we do have aren’t trained well enough.” Damon looked at Gregor.

Gregor nodded. “It’s true. Nearly all of them need more practice. And there aren’t enough.

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