Revelations by Paul Antony Jones

Author:Paul Antony Jones
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction, Apocalyptic & Post-Apocalyptic, Dystopian, Action & Adventure, Fiction
ISBN: 9781477817834
Publisher: 47North
Published: 2014-04-08T04:00:00+00:00

Emily climbed into the dinghy and settled down onto the wooden seat next to MacAlister. There were five more onboard with her, including the boat’s pilot who stood at the raised steering column toward the back of the boat. Emily recognized Rusty from their first exploratory trip into the wasteland created by the fire. She smiled warmly at the young sailor.

“Morning, Miss,” he said. “Thor not with you today?”

What Emily wanted to say was: “Call me ‘Miss’ again and I’ll knock you on your ass.” God! She was barely ten years older than him. She had not had the best night’s sleep, and it was showing in her mood. What she actually said was: “No, no Thor today.” She had left the dog with Rhiannon. She was going to be travelling with a bunch of edgy armed men, and she did not want to take the risk that her dog would be shot by some nervous, trigger-happy sailor.

With everyone fastened in, the boat accelerated quickly away from land and headed out toward Coronado Island, east of Point Loma.

The trip across the inlet was rough, the water choppy with rolling swells that rocked the boat up and down. Emily felt her stomach roll with every unexpected rise and fall of the boat, and after a few minutes she began to feel a little queasy.

The rough water didn’t seem to bother the sailors who all seemed relaxed, almost nonchalant.

“Just fix your eyes on one of the rivets,” MacAlister said, his voice struggling to be heard over the roar of the engine and whoosh of spray as the boat cut through the waves. “It’ll help with the nausea.”

She took his advice, fixing her gaze on the head of a rivet bolted into the bottom of the boat. By the time she realized it was just a clever distraction to take her mind off the trip, the boat was only a few hundred yards off the beach of Coronado Island.

MacAlister gave a quick raise of his eyebrows and smiled as she looked up from the floor.

“Clever,” she said. “Thanks.”

“I aim to please.”

Emily wasn’t sure whether that was just an innocent reply or whether he was flirting with her…again.

The boat’s pilot began to ease off the throttle as they approached the shale beach. As the nose of the dinghy cut through the pebbles and the boat came to a shuddering halt, the sailors leaped to the shore, their weapons at the ready but not raised. For some unknown reason, the alien vegetation had not managed to take as strong a hold on this extreme western side of the island, the ground and expanse of concrete and asphalt that stretched out in all directions was free from all but the occasional plant. In the distance, Emily could see a large building, its curved roof and huge doors made it instantly recognizable as an aircraft hangar. Several other smaller buildings—offices, perhaps?—were in stationary orbit around it. The hangar was the only building that appeared to have made it through the storm more or less undamaged.

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