by James Axler
“No, oh hell, no. I don’t want any of this Oracle doomie-shit coming down on me.”
“Oracle said open it only if we won.”
J.B. took the note and unsealed it. He cracked a smile.
Mildred, against her will, leaned in to look. “What is it?”
J.B. handed Ryan the note. “Latitude and longitude.” Ryan looked at the bloodstained coordinates. They were South Cific. Krysty made a shrewd guess. “It’s a redoubt.”
Ryan thought of his conversation with Oracle. “Every reason to believe so.”
“And?”
“Tell Commander Miles I suggest he take command of the Glory. Tell him he should give command of the Ironman to Koa and give him all the Tahitians. Some of the Ironman crew may still be salty. I suggest he give the Lady Evil to Miss Loral. Have them sail to Molokai and Tahiti, respectively.”
“And us?”
Ryan considered Oracle’s prophecy and the three choices of dying unknown in an unknown sea, being cursed for breaking the world anew or possibly saving it. He considered every doomie thing that had happened since the journey began.
He held out the note to J.B. “Take this to Commander Miles and tell him to set a course.” Ryan took a good long look at Krysty and smiled. “Let’s go home.”
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Special thanks and acknowledgment to Charles Rogers for his contribution to this work.
Blood Red Tide
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