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The convoy began tofor seven hours Everything was ready--batteries charged, bilge puines ready to fire Chains had been fixed to hold the Bergensfjord in place Michael was in the pilothouse with Lore The sea had risen a yard past the waterline--within a reasonablenonetheless

"I can’t stand this," Lore said

She was pacing around the tiny space, all her energy suddenly having nowhere to go Michael picked up thedown there?"

He wasseaher and higher the water rose, wrapping the hull in its cold ee

"Flyers, this is killing roaned Lore

"That’s not an expression I’ve ever heard you use," Michael said

"Well, I kind of see the sense of it now"

Michael held up a hand; he’d felt so He willed all his senses to focus The sensation cah the hull His eyes reat creature was co to life The deck shifted beneath hiensfjord began to lift from her braces

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At the end of the block, the Denali appeared, turning the corner with painstaking care Carter stepped into the road and positioned himself in its path He did not hold up his hand or in any way indicate his wish that it should stop He stepped aside as the car came to a halt in front of him With a hushed, mechanical purr, the driver’sdown Crisp air and a smell of leather flowed out onto his face

"Mr Carter?"

"It’s good to see you, Mrs Wood"

She earing her tennis clothes The silver packages in back, the baby seat with its lasses perched on her head: all the sa well," he said

Her eyes narrowed on his face, as if she were atte to read small print "You stopped me"