The Double Helix (Book 3) by Trudi Trueit

Author:Trudi Trueit
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: National Geographic Society
Published: 2019-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

WITH A NOD to Scorpion and Komodo, Thorne Prescott stepped inside the rusty silo. The door slammed behind him with a bone-chilling clang. There was a chair in the center of the empty round storage building, but Marco Coronado was not in it. He was seated on the cracked cement on the opposite side of the structure, propped up against the peeling metal of a curved wall. Legs out. Ankles crossed. Hands folded.

Prescott held up a white take-out bag. “Hope you like Chinese.”

Marco didn’t answer. Didn’t move. Panic swept through Prescott. Scorpion and Komodo…had they…?

Was Marco…?

Prescott charged forward.

“Fine,” rasped Marco.

Prescott took a deep breath and let his heartbeat return to normal. He set the bag next to Marco, along with a cup of coffee, then backed up several feet so he was not close enough to be taken by surprise. “You’d better eat. We’ll be leaving soon.”

“Is Cruz all right?”

“As far as I know.”

“Somehow, that doesn’t ease my mind.”

Prescott didn’t expect it would.

“Do you really have a son?” asked Marco. “Or was that for my benefit?”

Prescott had told Marco the lie back at the Goofy Foot to gain his trust. He considered lying again, but something compelled him to honesty. “No children. A niece.”

“What you’re doing…it can’t just be for the money,” said Marco. “You don’t seem that lazy. Or cruel.”

“People aren’t always what they seem.”

After a moment, Marco reached for the bag.

The door opened behind Prescott. Scorpion leaned in.

“Cobra, we’re just waiting on the go from the boys at Gemini. Oh, and Komodo’s altitude meds. The last thing we need is a three-hundred-pound guy hurling out the window the whole way up Mauna K—”

“Do what you have to do,” hissed Prescott. “But make it quick.”

“Excuse me.” Marco was holding up a chopstick. “Can I get a knife and fork?”

“No,” growled Scorpion.

“Yes,” countered Prescott, and when his partner looked at him in disbelief, he clarified. “A butter knife. You can manage that, I think.”

The door swung shut.

Marco dipped the chopsticks into the white box. “You won’t get what you’re after.”

Prescott folded his arms and stared up at the funnel-shaped metal roof. “I think we will. If your son wants to see you alive again, he’ll give us the cipher pieces.”

“I’m sure Cruz will do exactly as you instruct. Not that it will matter.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Only that no one can change the past.” Marco held up his chopsticks, suspiciously inspecting the fried dumpling between them. “Not even Nebula.”

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