Quantum. Tom Grace
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Название: Quantum

Автор: Tom Grace

Издательство: HarperCollins

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isbn: 9780007358250

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      As if their timing were choreographed, Leskov and Josef reached the rear of the trailer simultaneously and, with their weapons poised, swept the dock for a target. Kilkenny and the woman were gone – the wide double doors that led into Nieuwland Science Hall were closed. Only Yuri remained, facedown in a growing pool of his own blood.

      ‘Get Yuri,’ Leskov ordered. ‘I’ll cover you.’

      Leskov pulled himself onto the dock and took position beside the doors. Josef holstered his pistol, released the catch on the open trailer door, and hoisted himself onto the dock. Quickly, with little consideration for the dead, other than he didn’t wish to join them, Josef hefted Yuri’s body atop the others and latched the trailer door shut. Josef then slipped the U-shaped bolt of a padlock through the door latch and shut it.

      ‘Done. Let’s get away from this fucking place.’

       9

       JUNE 23

       South Bend, Indiana

      ‘Nolan,’ Kelsey moaned weakly, her mind still getting reacquainted with her body as she carefully pulled herself into a sitting position.

      ‘I’m here, honey.’

      Carefully looking around the corner at the double doors of the loading dock, Nolan saw the semi pulling away. Relieved, he holstered the Glock and sat beside Kelsey.

      ‘How are you feeling?’

      ‘Numb. Kind of tingly, like my whole body went to sleep. They shot us with something.’

      ‘Probably some kind of stun gun.’ He picked up her hand, and her trembling stopped – just nerves.

      Inside Sandstrom’s lab, the second bag ruptured in the sink. Its milky white contents oozed out, then slowly drifted down toward the bottom of the sink. When the contents of the second bag reached the layer formed along the basin by the first, the chemicals ignited in a hypergolic reaction. The initial flash was enough to evaporate the water in the sink. In less than a second from the initial contact, a whitehot fireball erupted inside the lab. The sink, and the bench it was set in, vaporized instantaneously.

      A low rumble resonated through the building; lights flickered and dust fell from the ceiling as a shock wave telegraphed the concussive energy of an explosion through the structure around them. A moment later the highdecibel wail of the fire alarm punished their ears.

      ‘Where are Ted and Raphaele?’ Kelsey shouted over the din, her recovery almost complete.

      ‘I think they’re still upstairs. Come on, we gotta get out of here.’

      He carefully helped Kelsey up; then, with one arm around her for support, he quickly walked her toward a side entry. She gained confidence with each step, easily keeping up with his increased pace by the time they reached the lawn in front of Nieuwland Hall.

      A pall of smoke billowed out of a series of windows on the second floor where Sandstrom’s lab had been.

      ‘Oh my God,’ Kelsey cried, sickened by the thought of the two men trapped in the blaze.

      A parade of flashing red and blue lights raced down Cavanaugh Road as a convoy of emergency vehicles from the Notre Dame campus police and the South Bend Fire Department converged on the burning science building.

      By the time Nolan and Kelsey ran around the building to the loading dock, police officers were starting to secure the area and firefighters were pouring out of their yellow rigs.

      ‘Hey, stay back!’ a cop shouted as they approached.

      ‘We were inside when it happened, Officer,’ Nolan announced, ignoring the request. ‘The fire’s in a lab on the second floor. Two people may still be up there; they were unconscious before the blast.’

      ‘Keep your hands where I can see them,’ the cop demanded sternly when he spotted the combat knife strapped to Nolan’s leg and the shoulder holster tucked under his armpit.

      Nolan understood immediately and slowly placed his hands behind his head.

      The cop, a fifteen-year veteran of the force, eyed the pair warily. Both were disheveled, and the bloodstained man looked as though he had been to hell and back. The cop reached out and plucked the Glock from Nolan’s holster.

      ‘There’s another one in my waistband,’ Nolan offered, twisting his torso to offer a partial view of his back.

      The cop’s demeanor eased slightly at this show of good faith. He quickly confiscated the second pistol as well as Nolan’s knife.

      ‘Military issue,’ the cop commented as he eyed the black-handled blade. ‘Looks a little bloody. Anything else?’

      ‘Nothing other than a spare clip in my pocket.’

      ‘You can put ’em down.’ The cop checked the safeties on the pistols and signaled for the fire chief.

      A stocky man encased in the bulky protective fire gear jogged over from the pumper truck.

      ‘Yeah, whatcha want?’ the firefighter asked.

      ‘Tell him what you told me,’ the cop ordered. ‘Then you and I are going to have a chat.’

      ‘The lab’s up on the second floor, far end of the corridor. There are two people still inside. They didn’t get out before the blast. We haven’t seen anyone else in the building all day.’

      The chief nodded, then jogged away, calling several members of his crew over to map out a plan of attack.

      ‘Interesting artillery you got here. Now, take a walk with me,’ the cop commanded.

      They headed over to a police cruiser parked on the grass. The cop tossed the confiscated weapons in his trunk and closed the lid. He then led them over to the paramedic truck.

      ‘What’s up?’ the paramedic asked.

      ‘Leg wound,’ the cop replied. ‘Take a look while I have a talk with these nice people.’

      The paramedic carefully peeled off Nolan’s field dressing. ‘Jesus, we got us a gunshot wound. Clean through, all meat. I can clean ya up, but you’ll want this looked at in the ER.’

      ‘I just know there’s an interesting story about how you acquired that,’ the cop said, eyeing the hole in Nolan’s thigh. ‘Let’s start with your names.’

      Nolan and Kelsey identified themselves and explained the reason for their presence on campus. The cop jotted down shorthand notes in a pocket pad as the story unfolded. An incredulous look swept over the cop’s face when Nolan calmly described killing three men. For Nolan, this was no different from the postmission debriefs from his SEAL days.

      ‘—and when we heard the sirens, we came over to tell СКАЧАТЬ