The Countdown (The Taking) by Kimberly Derting

Author:Kimberly Derting [Derting, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-05-10T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Days Remaining: Ten

THE STOP SEEMED TO COME OUT OF NOWHERE, maybe because we were nowhere. Not just up in the mountains, but parked in front of an actual mountain, facing a wall of jagged stone that would have been imposing if not for the tiny white flowers that sprang from its rocky surface.

I started to open the passenger side door because my legs were killing me, and right now, getting out and stretching them was all I could think of.

Agent Truman’s hand shot over and stopped me. “You might wanna hold up a sec.”

Without warning, the car plummeted as if it had been suspended by only a taut wire, and that wire had just been cut. My stomach lurched up all the way into my throat. I guessed we’d been parked on some sort of platform, a super high velocity elevator.

Whatever it was, the drop felt endless.

“What . . . the . . .” Thom glared at Agent Truman, who wore an almost-legitimate smile as he watched us from behind the wheel.

“A little warning next time,” I accused breathlessly, after my stomach had slipped back into place.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Agent Truman asked, switching off the ignition.

When we were parked aboveground, it had been broad daylight, but down here, deep underground, it was pitch-black. “What is this place?”

Agent Truman’s sly grin was back. “You’ll see.” And just when he said it, like he’d issued a command, a series of pale lights switched on all around us, illuminating walls that were carved from the cliffs themselves.

Beyond our car, a wide corridor extended as the walls shifted from rock to steel, the floor from stone that was rough and coarse to granite so polished it gleamed.

A woman emerged from the end of the tunnel. Her white lab coat was stark against her dark skin, and her hair was pulled away from her face in a ponytail that ended in a thick cluster of soft curls. It was clear from her welcoming smile that she’d been expecting us.

“Now it’s safe to get out,” Agent Truman said as he opened his door.

“Welcome to the ISA,” the woman greeted us as she approached. “The Interstellar Space Agency,” she clarified as she came to a stop in front of us. “I’m Dr. Clarke. So glad you could join us.”

The Interstellar Space Agency. She made it sound like I should know who, or what, the Interstellar Space Agency was. Like they were up there with the FBI or NASA, or even the PTA when it came to public awareness, rather than a clandestine organization operating from underneath a mountain.

Before I could ask exactly what it was the ISA did, and how they thought they could help us, Dr. Clarke turned to lead us back down the corridor she’d just come from. “Let me give you the grand tour.” Since Agent Truman and Thom were already following her, I wasn’t given much of a choice. I supposed I should too.

Even though we were so far beneath ground, the place had a sterile feel about it.

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