Extinction Machine

Chapter Forty-two

Over Maryland airspace

Sunday, October 20, 9:55 a.m.

I stared out the window of the helo as we hurtled toward Elk Neck State Park. I don’t like Dr. Hu, but I respect his knowledge. Seeing how badly this stuff rattled him made me depressed and more than a little scared.

As if this was all possible.

As if it was real.

Once the call ended the image on my laptop defaulted to Junie Flynn’s pretty face.

“I hope you have some answers, sister,” I said.