Contents | Chapter 2
He was there, then out of grasp, too far, falling, backwards…Dad!
Shay McLaren lurched awake, pulling out of the terminal backwards freefall, thrusting forwards to consciousness, straining against the chunky restraints. Panic flooded her head, dreams of her father opening the spigot.
A hand landed on …
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