Outbreak (#3 Destroyers Series) by Holly Hook

Author:Holly Hook
Language: eng
Format: epub

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The Family Grill was almost as barren as it had been the night his father had met Thomas Curt here. The same waitress led them both to a table in the corner of the room, underneath an old photo of a steam train. Paul caught her studying Tanner's blue, non-Outbreaker eyes as they sat.

To his surprise, Tanner just smiled at her and said, “Don't worry. I'm from an Ourbreaker family. Just didn't get the lucky gene.” It might have been Paul's imagination, but it sounded like his uncle had stressed the word lucky, and not in a good way.

But the waitress didn't seem to notice. She smiled. “That's okay. People visit their relatives here all the time. What do you want to drink?”

They ordered as a swarm of bugs ran underneath Paul's skin. Tanner might have an ulterior motive behind this, as friendly as he seemed right now. Leslie was still waiting. Well, he could save some fish and chips for her and take them back in a box. It beat frozen pizza.

Outside, another cop car rolled past.

Tanner shifted and produced his laptop bag, unzipping it on the table. “Happy early seventeenth birthday,” he said, revealing a box inside covered in red and blue wrapping paper.

His uncle had brought him a present. Instantly a feeling of guilt filled him. He'd been rude to Tanner out on the sidewalk. But it was short-lived. Paul relaxed. Maybe his uncle had only wanted to catch up with him.

“Th...thanks,” he said, taking the box. It was a decent sized box, too.

“You can open it. I didn't plant a bomb in there or anything.” The smile had returned.

He did. “It's...” he started, unable to believe it. He'd only glanced at these in the stores.

“A Netbook,” his uncle finished for him. “Good enough to get on the Internet, but small enough to hide from your dad. Granted, you'll have to find some wireless hotspots to do that, but at least you can have some contact with the outside world. It's not much for gaming, though.”

Paul's heart started to race as he pried open the box and fished out the Styrofoam inside, along with plastic-wrapped cords and the Netbook itself. “So I can use this to e-mail and--” help Leslie get out of here, he wanted to say. “--and watch movies, and download music?”

His uncle laughed. “I forget how much your dad's kept technology out of your house. That and more. You can also check the news and the weather. Not that you'd care much about the news, anyway. It'll give you a better way to keep up with your friends. I'll also give you my e-mail address if you ever want to chat.”

“Th...thanks,” Paul managed. He resisted the urge to reach over the table and hug his uncle. He wanted to run out of there and back home right now, to show Leslie her key to escape. It took all he had to stay in his chair. “You don't know what this means to me.

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