Got Thrills? A Boxed Set (A McCray Collection) by Carolyn McCray & Ben Hopkin

Author:Carolyn McCray & Ben Hopkin [McCray, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Horror, action adventure, thriller, technothriller
Publisher: Off Our Meds MultiMedia
Published: 2012-08-27T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 4

San Andros, The Bahamas

March 18, 2049

2213 hours, EST

The hotel didn’t deserve the name. The establishment’s sign swung, wooden and sun-bleached, from a rusted chain that seemed not long for this world. Under the full moon, rats scampered back and forth across the phone lines sagging between the squat building and the nearest pole. This was the kind of place that the Big Bad Wolf wouldn’t bother blowing down. He’d just wait it out.

And, if anything, the inside was worse.

Jarod paced back and forth in front of the only window in their room that wasn’t taped together. He felt something crunch underfoot and stilled the impulse to check what it was. He was pretty sure he didn’t want to know.

The crew had been bickering constantly for the last…Jarod glanced over to the table and counted bottles…five beers. Gil was off partying, and they were stuck drinking watered-down beer. Poor Rob had to be content with watered-down root beer to comfort him.

Worse, no one could agree on where to go from here. Not surprising, when all of their efforts were currently at the bottom of the deepest trench in the Atlantic.

Cleo lifted her voice above the group to say something Jarod could swear he’d heard her say at least three times already that night. “When the insurance pays up, we’ll head to the Cape Hope site, and—”

And Rob shot back with a slight variation of his standard response. “Three crews have already been out there! It’s picked over.”

Jarod craned his neck to view the only part of the scenery worth the effort. The moon hung large and low in the sky, brilliant and almost blue, every crater precise and clear on its surface. It filled Jarod’s vision, lending a sense of peace where everything else around him had degenerated into chaos.

Buton stepped into the fray once again. “Statistically, we need a small dive.” His tone was measured and razor sharp. “Something we can get into and out of quickly. Like the Tasmanian wreck from last year. A task to build up our resources—”

Rob’s yell was the yang to Buton’s yin. “Bull! We’ve got to go for the prize, can’t you see?”

Cleo acted as the peacemaker once more. “All right. Everyone settle down.” She stepped between Rob and Buton. “None of this needs to be decided tonight.”

The moonlight stabbed a ray of cool fire into Jarod’s eye, igniting a thought smoldering there since the broadcast earlier that day. What had Chad said?

He spun from the window. “Yes, it does. We need to act quickly.”

Buton’s eyebrows crept up his forehead. “You know of a site that we are unaware of?”

“Yes.”

Jarod stabbed a finger at the circle hanging in the window. “We’re gonna shoot for the moon.”

Silence reigned for several long heartbeats before Cleo finally spoke up, disbelief ringing in her voice.

“Oh. Dear. God.” She searched his face, apparently trying to tell whether or not he was joking. “I can’t believe you actually just said that.”

Jarod returned her look with a seriousness that he only pulled out on really important occasions.

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