Altar Of Eden

Be

Lorna took a deep breath and stared over at the larger boat. Stating it aloud made it seem insane, but she had to face it.

She turned to Jack and answered Be

“I’m going to send him into a medically induced coma.”

Chapter 61

“You’re going to do what to my brother?”

Randy’s voice cracked with disbelief.

Lorna followed Jack’s body down into the ship’s hold. Mack carried him in his arms. His other teammate was receiving first aid for a bullet wound. The captain had offered Lorna the use of his cabin.

Randy dogged her steps. As Jack’s only kin here, she had confided in him. He had a right to know, but from his terrified expression, maybe such honesty wasn’t appreciated.

“I’m going to drug him,” Lorna said. “Send him into a coma and keep him there until a medevac helicopter arrives.”

The ship had already radioed for help, but it would take hours for anyone to reach them. Jack would be dead by then. She had confirmed the prognosis with Be

It had to be attempted.

Randy reached to his forehead, as if looking to adjust a ball cap that wasn’t there. His eyes shone with worry.

Kyle followed behind him. “My sister knows what she’s doing.”

Randy turned on him. “She’s a vet!”

“And a darned good one!”

They reached the captain’s cabin. Mack manhandled Jack inside.

Out in the hall, Lorna turned to them. “Randy, you should stay out here. I promise I’ll do everything I can to save him.”

Randy faced her, balanced between fury and fear. He lunged at her. She took a startled step back. But he only grabbed her in a bear hug.

“Take care of my little brother,” he whispered in her ear, biting back tears. He straightened. “I know there’s bad blood between our families. But Jack trusts you. So I do, too.”

Lorna nodded.

Kyle took Randy’s shoulder. “Wa

Randy sagged, nodded, and turned with Kyle back toward the stairs.

Lorna joined Mack in the captain’s cabin. The big man had Jack sprawled across the bed.

“Need a hand?” he asked.

“I could use the company,” she said, smiling wanly, not wanting to be alone.

He sank to the bed beside Jack’s head. She placed the drug bottle down on the bedside table. It was labeled sodium thiopental. She had taken it from the Malik’s surgical supplies. It was a common anesthetic used in animals, and considering Malik’s research, she knew the lab would have a supply.

But she intended to do more than just anesthetize Jack with it.

For years, thiopental had also been used by medical doctors to send patients into an induced coma. Though the drug propofol was employed more commonly today, thiopental was still useful in cases of brain trauma or swelling. The drug triggered a marked decrease in neuronal activity, which was the effect Lorna needed most right now.

Jack’s brain was on overdrive.

She had to turn that engine off.

Working quickly, she prepped Jack’s arm and established a tourniquet. Ready, she picked up a syringe that she had preloaded with the thiopental.

She met Mack’s gaze over his body.

“You can do this,” he said.

Swallowing back her fear, she inserted the needle, aspirated blood to make sure she had a good stick, then released the tourniquet.

Slowly she pushed the plunger and sent the man she was growing to love into a coma.

HALF AN HOUR later, Lorna stood on the stern deck of the ship. Mack continued to watch over Jack. She had needed to get some air. At least for a minute. Her body trembled with exhaustion and stress.

Standing by the rail, she took deep breaths and stared out at the dark sea. Stars glistened overhead, but the moon had not yet risen.

The scratch of a match made her jump.

She turned and found Be

“How’s he doing?”

Lorna sighed. “I don’t know. His fever’s dropped. The anesthetic has quieted his spasms. But I don’t know if he’s still even in there. He’s been seizing for a long time.”

Be

They stood quietly for a long moment.

She needed to change the subject. “How’s the baby?”

“Sleeping. We found some formula. The captain’s wife has a four-month-old. Lucky for that.” Be

“How about the rest of the children?”

“They’re all sleeping in there with her. I think they recognize one of their own and want to welcome her into the fold. Or maybe it’s just plain childish curiosity. Hard to say.”

Silence stretched again, but Be

“Why do you think Eve gave her up?” he asked.

Lorna had pondered the same question. She couldn’t say for sure, but she could guess. “I think it’s the same reason they let us go… or rather let the children go.”

“What do you mean?”

“The baby’s pure. It’s neural net is still infantile. I think back at the villa the older ones recognized that the children were equally uncorrupted. In that moment of confrontation, the two hive minds met. One was pure and i

She remembered the agony and grief in Adam when one of the little ones had offered his hand.

“So they did the only thing they could,” she said. “As a final gift and sacrifice, they let them go.”

“What about afterward? Do you think they knew they were going to be killed?”

She pictured Eve’s last expression. It had been full of peace and acceptance. “I think they did.”

Be

“Why did they protect me? It doesn’t make sense. The monsters were going to kill me.”

“You may know that answer better than I.”

He stared at her. Tears glinted in his eyes. He needed some direction. She didn’t know if he deserved it, but she took her example from the kids.

“They protected me, too,” she said. “Though they can’t bond to us as intimately as they can with each other, I think they possess a strong sense of empathy. They sensed something in you worth saving.”

“But what could that be? All that I did… all that I turned a blind eye to… and sometimes not even a blind eye.”

He shook his head.

“I don’t know. I can’t read your heart. But maybe they recognized the possibility of redemption in you. And amid all that bloodshed, they couldn’t let it be destroyed.”

Be

“What have I done?” he sobbed softly.

“That’s just it. It’s not what you did, but what you have yet to do.”

As those words passed her lips she took them to heart herself. For so long, she’d let her past define her, to isolate her, to keep her trapped in a limbo of her own guilt. No longer. Jack’s last words came back to her.

Tom’s gone.

It was time for her to truly see that, to act on it.

She prayed she still had the chance.