The Complete Darkest Sunrise Series by Martinez Aly

Author:Martinez, Aly
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: The Darkest Sunrise, The Brightest Sunset. Across the Horizon
Publisher: Aly Martinez
Published: 2019-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

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“Travis!” Dad yelled as I breached the surface, a smile splitting my mouth.

The panicked tone of his voice shot through me like an arrow. Treading water, I spun in a circle as Charlotte emerged beside me.

She laughed, oblivious. “I’m going to kill—”

She was cut off by my mom’s terror-filled screams.

“Get him! Tommy, get him!”

“What the hell?” I breathed as my sixty-year-old father dove into the pond.

My pulse spiked as my mind struggled to piece the situation together. I couldn’t see anything. But maybe that was the most telling of all. The dock, where my son had just been standing, was now completely empty.

“Where’s Travis?” Charlotte asked beside me, her voice bearing the slightest of trembles.

And then the world rushed to an immeasurable speed. Slingshotting my life into fast forward while I remained utterly still with no way to catch up.

My dad’s hand shot out of the water, catching on the wood beam at the corner of the dock. My son’s lifeless body in his arms.

“Help me!” he roared.

Suddenly, my chest caught fire, and less than a second later, my body exploded.

There had been exactly one other time in my life when I’d swung my arms that fast, kicked my legs that frantically, or prayed that hard.

Time moved at an agonizing pace as I once again waged war with the water in that fucking pond. I couldn’t remember if I took a breath the entire way, but regardless, my lungs were on the verge of collapsing when I finally reached them. They were worthless to me anyway, because I died a thousand deaths at the sight of my son unconscious and unmoving in my father’s arms.

“What the fuck happened?” I barked, wrapping Travis around the shoulders and pulling his back to my front. I bargained with any and every god that he would gasp for breath or start laughing that it was some sort of sick joke.

But he was utterly still.

“I…I don’t know,” Dad replied. “He was reeling a fish in and just collapsed into the water.”

Charlotte finally appeared in the water in front of us. Her face was pale and her hands were shaking as she tried to check for a pulse. “He’s not breathing. We have to get him out of here. Now!”

“I’m trying,” I replied, struggling to get his limp body up onto the dock, but it was too high for me to be able to lift him.

The tiniest fraction of relief ruptured inside me when Tanner arrived on foot.

“Give him to me!” he shouted, dropping to his stomach and hanging over the side.

My stomach rolled and my muscles strained as I shifted my son in my arms and then hoisted his limp upper body as high as I could. Tanner was able to catch him under the arms and pull him out of the water.

In any other situation, that would have meant safety.

But getting him out of the water was only the first hurdle we’d have to face.

As soon as he was out of my arms, Charlotte’s caught my elbow.

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