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Chapters (49)
  1. PRAISE FOR BENEATH
  2. PRAISE FOR JEREMY ROBINSON'S CHESS TEAM SERIES
  3. INSTINCT
  4. PULSE
  5. BENEATH
  6. ALSO by JEREMY ROBINSON
  7. DEDICATION
  8. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  9. PROLOGUE -- COLLISIONS
  10. EARTH
  11. CHAPTER 1 -- IMPACT
  12. CHAPTER 2 -- LAKE VOSTOK
  13. CHAPTER 3 – GLOBAL EXPLORATION CORPORATION
  14. CHAPTER 4 -- THE CREW
  15. CHAPTER 5 -- PREPARATIONS
  16. CHAPTER 6 -- GOING UP
  17. EUROPA
  18. CHAPTER 7 -- ORBIT
  19. CHAPTER 8 -- THE ATTACK
  20. CHAPTER 9 -- DEPLOYMENT
  21. CHAPTER 10 -- GOING DOWN
  22. CHAPTER 11 -- FIELDS OF RED
  23. CHAPTER 12 -- EUROPHIDS
  24. CHAPTER 13 -- INFECTION
  25. CHAPTER 14 -- CHANGES
  26. CHAPTER 15 -- INTELLIGENCE
  27. OCEAN
  28. CHAPTER 16 -- THE DEEP
  29. CHAPTER 17 -- THE POD
  30. CHAPTER 18 -- PREDATORS
  31. CHAPTER 19 -- DIVE
  32. CHAPTER 20 -- HELP
  33. CHAPTER 21 -- PRESSURE
  34. CHAPTER 22 -- PASSAGE
  35. THE DEN
  36. CHAPTER 23 -- AWAKENING
  37. CHAPTER 24 -- THE DEN
  38. CHAPTER 25 -- THE CREEPS
  39. CHAPTER 26 -- ANXIETY
  40. CHAPTER 27 -- STALKING
  41. IMMUNE SYSTEM
  42. CHAPTER 28 -- TOPSIDE
  43. CHAPTER 29 -- BLUE
  44. CHAPTER 30 -- ESCAPE
  45. CHAPTER 31 -- IGNITION
  46. CHAPTER 32 -- BALLISTIC
  47. CHAPTER 33 -- THE RETURN
  48. CHAPTER 34 -- HOME
  49. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

After meeting with Connelly and being told about the incident in the Bio-lab, Robert had helped himself to a copy of the security feed. He was now watching the replay for the fifth time on his digital tablet. The crystal clear, high def video and impeccable sound allowed him to focus in on visual and audio details that might otherwise be missed.

He played the footage again.

Robert watched as Peterson crouched in front of the plant incubator, waiving his hand back and forth, allowing the Europhid tendril to follow his every move.

How could he be so foolish?

How could Kathy?

Peterson's voice came from the tablet. "It seems intelligent…at least enough for motion tracking. Maybe it's an automatic reflex? Like Venus Flytraps?"

"Venus fly traps react to touch."

"So?"

Robert sighed. No wonder the man works with rocks.

"If the Europhid is tracking your movements…it can see you," Kathy said on the screen.

Body tensing for the inevitable, Robert leaned forward. He knew that this was where the first of the two tragedies took place. Robert paused the feed, framed out Peterson and zoomed on Kathy's face. Her eyes were closed, so she didn't see what happened next. But what stood out the most were her pursed lips, which curved up in a slight smile.

"Ugh." Robert leaned back in his chair and frowned. Why him? A confusing and nearly overwhelming feeling of jealousy clenched his throat, tightening in to a painful knot. He loved Connelly, but not as a lover.

That's what he told himself, what he'd been telling himself for so long that he now believed it.

Almost.

Zooming out and resuming the feed, Robert watched as the plant incubator shattered. A blur of red struck out, hitting Peterson's hand as he fell back—a perfect shot. The Europhids could not only sense movement, they were damn good shots.

After briefly rewinding, Robert played the footage in slow motion, while zooming in on the Europhid tendril. He watched as Peterson turned his head toward Connelly, and just as he lost sight of the creature, it reeled back and stabbed forward with a quickness that Robert had only seen in rapid striking Earth predators such as the wolf spider or king cobra. The sting had pierced Peterson's hand before the glass hit the floor.

Robert paused the footage and zoomed in again, focusing on the Europhid tendril. Playing the feed, frame by frame, Robert was able to witness what Connelly and Peterson did not. As the innocent looking tendril snapped back, a retractable stinger emerged. It launched forward, broke the glass and stabbed into Peterson's hand. But as it pulled back into the incubator, the stinger was still there. A split second later, the thorny weapon had been retracted, only the tip was missing.