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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: The world's leading expert in germ warfare stalls for time in a London furniture shop, waiting for her Russian contact to arrive for the pick-up. In a heart-shaped pillbox, she carries a capsule of the designer virus she created--the ultimate killer plague for which there is no vaccine. When the sky suddenly fills with the violence of a light she recognizes instantly from a thousand nightmares, it is almost instinct that tells her to head for the nearest shelter.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Amazing, 1989
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2001

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Words: 7325
Reading time: 20-29 min.
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Rose slammed the shelter door and slumped against it, sweat running down her face and neck. Overhead, the light came on.

One moment she'd been standing in Charley's shop on King's Road, waiting for the Russian to appear, passing the time by haggling with Charley over the price for a walnut desk he knew she had no intention of buying. The next, the November sky had filled with the violence of a light she recognized instantly from a thousand nightmares. O my Gawd, Charley had said. She hadn't wasted time listening to what he said next. Training buried so deep in her memory it was almost instinct told her to head for the nearest shelter.

Her knees gave way, and her back slid down cold metal, scraping against bolts that waited to secure the shelter's door. The purse slid off her shoulder and flopped open on the floor beside her.

Charley hadn't run with her, but it was too late to worry about him.

She wasn't surprised it had finally happened. She felt only relief that she'd been indoors browsing through the junk in Charley's shop, sheltered from the blast that came seconds later, rumbling like malignant thunder between the buildings. She'd always known someone would go too far one day and plunge the world into war; the nightmare had visited her regularly since childhood. She'd argued the point a hundred times with Daniel. It was almost a vindication when her prophecies came true.

But her initial calm had washed away in the rush of fear that had her running blind down King's Road. In turn, fear ebbed, leaving her with a hard anger. Damn it, why now? Then the sky darkened and wind seized paper in the gutter, whirling it about her ankles as she fled. Down a narrow alley on the border of Fulham and Chelsea, past the backdoor of a pub, she finally found a sign leading to a small shelter.