Текст книги "Howlers"

Автор книги: Kent Harrington

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“Go down the hall, make sure it’s clear,” a voice said. They heard the sound of footsteps. Quentin glanced at the monitor. The last of the four soldiers walked into the cabin.

“They’re gone. They ran the fuck away. Motherfuckers. I saw the drone feed and they were here,” one of the soldiers said.

“Anything to eat in here? I’m hungry,” a new voice piped up.

“Here’s something for you boys. We ready?” Dillon asked, reaching for the Doomsday– Trigger.

Poole’s hand beat Dillon’s to the switch. The others watched his long elegant black fingers caress the toggle switch. The doctor looked at all of them in turn.

“In the name of Allah, God, Martin Luther King, and Christ our Lord. May death be upon you,” Poole said. He thumbed the switch.

At first nothing happened. It was the monitors that went dark first. Then they heard and felt the massive explosion above as the cabin above them was vaporized by the plastic explosives secreted in its walls.

When it was over, a minute or two later, they heard music come from the control room’s speaker: Hawaiian ukulele music. And a recording left by Chuck began to play. They could hear the man’s voice come on over the music.

Dear Quentin,

   I was in love with your wife ever since I laid eyes on her. It must be very bad for you to have used the Doomsday Switch, so it doesn’t matter if I tell you now. I wanted you to know. I wanted you to hear it from me—man to man. If you hit the Doomsday Switch, things must be pretty bad. But remember, you got a lot to live for. And I know you ... You are a survivor. Take care, buddy, and good luck and God bless. Remember: He who dares, wins.