Sky Key. James Frey

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СКАЧАТЬ hurts, but Baitsakhan only sucks his teeth. “She’s too far away. Others are much closer—others who have Earth Key. Others who are Playing by the rules. You remember what the orb showed us, don’t you?”

      “Yes. That stone monument. That girl called Sarah getting the first Key. Yes … You’re right.”

      Maccabee thinks, That’s the closest thing to an apology I’ve ever heard from him.

      Baitsakhan nods. “We need to go for them.”

      “I’m glad you agree. First things first. You need to get your arm fixed.”

      “I don’t want it fixed. I don’t need it fixed.”

      Maccabee shakes his head. “Don’t you want to shoot your bow again? Rein a horse and swing a sword at the same time? Wring the life from the Harappan with two hands instead of one?”

      Baitsakhan tilts his head. “These things aren’t possible.”

      “You ever heard of neurofusing? Intelligent prosthetics?”

      Baitsakhan wrinkles his brow.

      “I swear,” Maccabee says, “you and your line are from a different century. What I’m saying is that we’re going to lend you a hand, so to speak. A better hand than the one you had before.”

      Baitsakhan holds up his stump. “Where does such magic happen?”

      Maccabee snickers. “Berlin. In two days.”

      “Fine. And then?”

      “And then we use this,” Maccabee says, holding up the orb that Baitsakhan can’t touch, “to find the Cahokian and the Olmec and take Earth Key for ourselves.”

      Baitsakhan closes his eyes again and takes a deep breath. “We hunt.”

      “Yes, brother. We hunt.”

      “Speculation remains rampant about what’s going on at Stonehenge in the south of England. It’s been nearly a week since locals reported seeing a predawn beam of light surge to the heavens, preceded by massive booming sounds that rang out only seconds before. Given the ancient monument’s mysterious history, people are saying that anything from aliens to secret government agencies to Morlocks, which are a kind of underground-dwelling troglodyte——yes, you heard correctly——are responsible for whatever is going on there. We go now to Fox News correspondent Mills Power, who’s been in nearby Amesbury since the reports started pouring in. Mills?”

      “Hello, Stephanie.”

      “Can you tell us anything about what’s going on?”

      “It’s been very chaotic. This quaint village is overrun with people. Government trucks travel constantly to and from the site, and the air is thick with helicopters. I’ve even been told by an anonymous source that three high-altitude CIA or MI6 Predator drones are in the skies twenty-four hours a day keeping watch. The whole area’s been declared off-limits, and a mix of British, French, German, and American authorities have even covered the site with what is essentially a massive white circus tent.”

      “So no one can actually see what caused this alleged beam of light?”

      “That’s right, Stephanie. But the light isn’t alleged. Fox News has obtained four separate smartphone videos of the beam, as you can see in this footage.”

      “Wow … this is the first time I’m seeing——”

      “Yes. It’s shocking. You can see the beam shooting up in this one——apparently from an area of Stonehenge called the Heel Stone. But the really strange thing, Stephanie, is that all four phones stopped recording at the same moment, even though the people operating them tried to keep shooting.”

      “Stonehenge is——was——a tourist attraction of sorts, Mills. Has anyone——besides the people who took those videos——has anyone come forward from the site itself? Any eyewitnesses?”

      “As I said, things are very much under wraps here——literally. There are rumors of people being held by the authorities, and that some may be on HMS Dauntless, a Royal Navy destroyer currently in the English Channel. Of course, a military spokeswoman wouldn’t confirm or deny these rumors, based on the fact that this is an ongoing investigation. When pressed on exactly what they’re investigating, the standard response seems to be——quote——‘unexpected developments in and around Stonehenge.’ That’s it. All we know for certain is that, whatever has happened, they don’t want people to know what it is.”

      “Yes, that is … that is obvious. Mills, thank you very much. Please keep us abreast of any new developments as they become available.”

      “Will do, Stephanie.”

      “Uh, next on Fox News, the ongoing crisis in Syria, plus a heartwarming story from the meteor impact site in Al Ain, United Arab Emirates …”

      

      Aisling Kopp saw the impact site on the way in through one of the plane’s small oval windows. That black bowl-shaped scar in the city, 10 times more devastating than any of the pictures from 2001’s man-made terror attack.

      But something about it had changed.

      It wasn’t that it had been fixed up or cleaned away—that would take decades. What had changed was at the crater’s center, the very point of impact. Now, instead of ash and rubble, there was a clean white dot.

      A tent. Just like the one that covered whatever had happened at Stonehenge. Whatever the Cahokian and the Olmec had done to the ancient Celtic ruin.

      One of her line’s places. An ancient La Tène power center.

      Used. Taken away. And covered up.

      The white tents are like signals to Aisling. Governments are scared, ignorant, groping. If they can’t fix what’s happened—the meteors, Stonehenge—then they’ll shroud the damage until they figure it out.

      They won’t figure it out, though.

      A few minutes after the plane arced over Queens, she saw something else. Something she wanted to see. There, in Broad Channel, on the stretch of land bridging the Rockaway Peninsula to the Queens mainland. Pop’s house. The teal bungalow on West 10th Road, still standing after the meteor that hit several miles to the north, killing 4,416 souls and injuring twice as many more. It would’ve been so much worse if the meteor hadn’t landed in a cemetery. The already dead bore the brunt of its impact.

      Aisling is still alive. And her house still stands.

      For how much longer, Aisling doesn’t know. How much longer will JFK stand? Or the government’s white tents? Or anything at all?

      The Event is coming. Aisling knows when but not where. If СКАЧАТЬ