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PART THREE

 

 

 

CHAPTER THIRTY

 

 

Irene

s face was blank. The word meant nothing to her.


Pale monsters?

Wolfe queried.

She broke down. Tears started to brim at her eyes.

Yes. Jesus. There

s hundreds of them. They

re everywhere. I know I

m supposed to be tough

Special Forces and all that

but I just

I just don

t know what to do
…”

Jake

s stomach dropped to his feet. He began to feel like he was in way over his head.


Is this part of Archfiend

s plan?

he asked Wolfe.

Wolfe nodded.

This is the first stage. It

s started.


What

s going on?

Felix asked.


Archfiend told me something on the way here,

Wolfe said.

He

s always had slayers in the Amazon. A hundred or so, hiding out in the rainforest. Ever since he was here seventeen years ago, he

s kept a small army here. Expansion, he called it. They kept themselves hidden, obviously, and they did a damn good job of it too. No-one ever found them. I mean, people went missing, of course, but that could always just be attributed to the rainforest. Harsh place, this is.


And Archfiend just turned them loose on Iquitos?

Thorn said, perplexed.


Yes.


No
…”
Jake breathed.


He can

t have done that,

Felix said.


Well, he has,

Irene said.

Whoever
he
is. I can verify that, first-hand.

Wolfe turned.

What do you know?


The first reports came in, I guess, three or four hours ago. Of monsters swarming into town from the rainforest. There

s widespread panic. No-one has a clue what

s going on. Everyone

s locked in their houses. And these

slayers

are everywhere. That

s all I know.


And what happened to you?


Our team was stationed at the United States Consulate. I

m the pilot, in case you couldn

t tell. My four guys were inside, and I was out on the airstrip, firing up the chopper.

She flicked a thumb back towards the Super Stallion.

We were just about to head off. We

d planned out how to intercept you, how to deal with the situation if you were armed, everything. Then the slayers came. I don

t know how many. They scaled the fence. You know, Special Forces desensitises you to pretty much anything, but this

I don

t know, this terrified me. I ran for it. Just got off the ground in time. I don

t know what happened to everyone inside the Consulate. I

ve had no response from my guys. I don

t know
…”
She sobbed.


I

m sorry,

Wolfe said.

We

ve just lost someone too.


Why

d you come here?

Felix said suspiciously.

Why us?


Like I said, we were ready to go,

Irene said.

I had your co-ordinates entered into the chopper and I was hovering up there in the air with nowhere to go, looking out over Iquitos, and there was smoke everywhere, and buildings were burning; and I thought to myself, what

s the chance that a group of seven people who flew in armed to the teeth and then disappeared into the jungle had something to do with it? Turns out my guess was good. I didn

t have many other options, anyway.


Yeah, well, I

m not sure we can help,

Wolfe said.

But at least we know what you

re talking about.


Yeah, okay, listen,

Irene said.

I don

t want to offend anyone, but we don

t have time. This has already attracted worldwide attention. I need to bring you five back to Iquitos and we need to formulate some kind of plan. You need to brief whoever

s left.


No,

Wolfe said.

Jake looked across.

Have you lost your mind, Wolfe?

Irene stared at him.

This isn

t a negotiation. I

m still a soldier. You

re coming with me.


I know we are,

Wolfe said.

But

and I don

t say this lightly

Iquitos is nothing compared to the real attack.


What real attack?


Irene, we need to get to Washington D.C. as fast as possible,

Wolfe told her.

Crank spoke for the first time.

D.C. Why?


Because Iquitos is nothing more than a distraction. What Archfiend has planned is going to be devastating.


It can

t be worse than this,

Felix said.

Wolfe, man, we need to get to Iquitos. We need to
help
people.


This invasion is doing exactly what it

s supposed to do. It

s capturing the world

s attention. And from what you

re telling me, Irene, it has. But that

s all it

s supposed to do. There

s a hundred or so slayers running around. That

s controllable. You know what

s not controllable?

No-one spoke.


Three thousand of them.

Jake gulped, sick at the thought. It took all his willpower to remain still. He wanted to turn and run off into the rainforest, run until his legs gave out, until he had put all this madness behind him and had just a few minutes alone to think about what Wolfe had just said.

There was no time to think.

He was in way over his head.

 

 

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

 

 


Where?

Thorn said.


Underground, somewhere in Washington.


Did Archfiend get any more specific?


That

s all he told me. But I don

t doubt him. He wouldn't lie. It

s not in his nature.


Wow,

Jake said. The concept of an army of three thousand slayers made him feel insignificant.


I think they might be in the sewers, but I can

t be sure,

Wolfe said.


That

s impossible, man,

Felix said.

Washington D.C. has a population of, what, half a million? You can

t hide an army of slayers under all that.

Crank

s gaze never left the ground.

I thought

I thought slayers were just in Australia. This is beyond our control, Wolfe.


I know,

Wolfe said.

But someone needs to try and stop it.


Why is Archfiend doing this?

Jake said.

What can he possibly achieve by causing this much death and destruction?


He

s an anarchist,

Wolfe said.

He doesn

t think rationally. The virus has done things to his brain. Terrible things. He wants to watch the world tear itself apart.

Irene said,

Jesus Christ.

Then her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. She was having trouble comprehending the weight of Wolfe

s words. As was Jake.

Are you telling me there

s three thousand of those things stashed away in Washington?


Yes,

Wolfe said.

And unless we do something about it, Archfiend is going to unleash them while the world

s attention is transfixed here in Iquitos. People will be helpless.

Jake visibly saw Irene

s brain shift into military mode. No more messing about.


Alright,

she said.

The Army is already on the way to Iquitos. They should be able to deal with it.

She turned to look at the Super Stallion.

I only have enough fuel to get us back into the city, though.


I don

t mean to be offensive,

Jake said,

but how important are you?


What do you mean?


Can we land at the airport and borrow a jet?


Anyone who knows anything about those monsters right now can get whatever the hell they want.


Let

s go then,

Wolfe said.


What happened here?

she asked.


Later, Irene.

Jake scooped up his hiking pack and headed for the rear ramp of the chopper. Before he boarded, he turned and took one last look at the mound of dirt that Sam was buried underneath. A pang of sadness seized him. They were leaving a man behind. He bowed his head and strode up into the fuselage.

It was huge, wide enough to fit two cars side-by-side. The walls, floor and ceiling were all made of steel. Two metal benches ran along both sides. There were twenty seats in total, all accompanied by thick harnesses. Underneath each seat was a khaki green backpack.

Felix and Thorn carried Crank inside, while Wolfe brought the gear. They set him down across two of the seats and Felix ripped one of the med-kits off the wall. Even from across the fuselage Jake could see that it was infinitely better than what they had. They set to work on his leg as Irene fired up the Super Stallion. Jake turned away. He couldn

t bear to look at the wound.

Irene lifted off. The rotor reassumed its
thwack-thwack-thwack
above their heads. Instead of watching Felix and Thorn mop up the bloody stump, Jake stared out over the treetops from one of the small circular windows in the side of the chopper.

The Amazon was beautiful from above. It was a sloping, sprawling mass of vibrant greens, cut in two by the Napo River snaking across the landscape. The further they climbed, the more picturesque the view became. The danger dissipated into peace. Fear turned to wonder. He was glad to leave it behind.

He cast a quick glance down at the clearing as they hurtled away.


Goodbye, Sam,

he said.

Thanks for everything.

His stomach lurched as the nose dipped and the Super Stallion accelerated toward Iquitos. Jake would remember the events of the past week for the rest of his life. Already, he was struggling to recall memories from his past. Everything back then had been so

bland. His entire life had been turned on its head in the space of a couple of months. He would never be the same person again.

There had been barely enough time down in the rainforest to stop and draw breath. Now, finally, he could reflect. He rewound his mind back to the start. Touching down in Iquitos, with the daunting pressure of an impossible mission hanging over their heads. The stomach drop as the special forces agents stormed onto the plane. The daring breakout from the police station. Saying goodbye to Zo

Zoe.

The world went quiet. She was down there, somewhere, as slayers tore the city apart. Was she alive?

She was all he could think about.

He needed to know if she was okay.

He approached the cockpit. There was an array of hundreds of levers and buttons spread out in front of Irene. She was flicking switches and touching screens seemingly at random. Flying a helicopter, especially one the size of this, was clearly a complicated affair.


Irene,

Jake said.


Hey,

she said.

I didn

t catch your name before.


Jake.


Jake. You look awfully young to be mixed up in something like this.


Tell me about it. You

d feel worse, though. At least I know what we

re dealing with, right?


You bet.

She paused.

It

s not my job to be scared though. I let it out for a minute or two, back there in the clearing. No more of that.


You

re braver than me,

Jake said.


I

m not sure about that. I have no earthly idea what you boys have been through, but I can see it

s been hell. You okay?

He nodded.

I can

t think about it right now. Later, maybe. Look, Irene, I have a friend, down there in Iquitos. I need to know if she

s alright. Do you have a satellite phone?

She nodded. Reached up and detached a black brick from the roof. Tossed it to Jake.


All choppers need one,

she said.

Safety protocol.


Thank you.

He stepped back into the fuselage and sat down on an empty seat.

Crank let out a piercing scream. Jake

s curiosity got the better of him and he looked up, briefly. Thorn had unwound the bandage and begun to rub antiseptic cream over the ragged stump. It was grisly. Jake

s stomach squirmed and he cast his eyes down.

Wolfe came over.

You okay, kid?


Is he?


He

s an amputee. But he

ll live. Thorn got a tourniquet around his leg within a minute of the incident. He lost some blood, but it wasn

t a fatal amount.


So what happens to him now?


As soon as this is over, we

ll get him to a hospital. They

ll need to even the bone down and sew the leg up. Not much else they can do.


I can

t believe this is happening,

Jake said.

Sam

s
…”


Don

t talk about Sam right now,

Wolfe said, sitting down. For a moment, the superhuman calm he usually gave off wavered.

Please. I

ve pushed that down. I

m trying to concentrate on what we can do about Washington. Just

I can deal with it later, okay?


Alright. Sorry, buddy. What happened between you and Archfiend?


I don

t remember much.


Don

t want to talk about it?


I don

t want to talk about anything right now, Jake. So much has happened. Like I said. Later.


Yeah.

Crank let out another scream and Wolfe stood up to assist, leaving Jake alone again. Jake reached down and zipped open one of his pants pockets. The piece of paper that Zoe had given him was still there. But there was nothing on it. With a sigh of frustration, he realised the ink had been washed off during his time in the Napo River. It was nothing but a crumpled, yellowing scrap now.

He could try from memory. The number had been a long row of digits, far longer than a normal mobile phone number. He had glanced at it a few times that first day of hiking. He didn't know why. Maybe he was in love. Maybe not. He certainly felt something towards her. He finished entering the number and raised the satellite phone to his ear, almost certain he had got something wrong.

She picked up after the second ring.


Jake?

she said.


Zoe!

he said, almost shouting in surprise.

Are you okay?


Yeah, for now,

she said. Her voice was shaky.

There

s these monsters everywhere. I

m holed up in an alleyway. Safe for the minute. But they

ll find me, Jake.


What did you do after we left you?


A local family took me in. They told me I could stay as long as I needed. I think they

ve had trouble with the law in the past. They sympathised with me. Anyway, I was out buying food, and then suddenly, everything went mental. Oh my god
…”
Her voice dropped to a low whisper.

Jake, there

s one at the end of the alley.

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