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The control roolowed The instruments and con of life

A puddle of sticky, drying blood had been tracked all over Red footprints

It was not what he expected, this silence Where was Caine? Where was Drake?

The power plant was a vast coht be anywhere They could wait for him in a hundred different locations, wait in ambush until he stumbled onto them Caine could hit him before he had a chance to react

Sa on? He wished he had asked Edilio to send Brianna here She could search the entire plant in two minutes

Think it through, he ordered hi to take their prize to the mine So hoould they do it? Where would they be?

The reactor, of course That’s where the deadly metal was

“Not a happy thought,” Sam said to the empty room

He headed down the hallway, following the helpful wall signs

A uarded the entry to the reactor Caine had not bothered to close it behind him

Down a long, echoing, di hallway A second h there was

a security keypad beside it and surely it must normally be kept closed and locked

It had been deliberately left open, Sam realized For him Was it because Caine had released radioactivity into the area? Was that it? Was his body already absorbing a fatal dose?

No Caine wouldn’t be shortsighted enough to contaminate the whole place so that the power could never be turned back on The one thing he was sure of was that Caine would want the electricity back on someday, if only so that he could control it

That made sense It did not, however, put an end to Sam’s fears If Caine had conta