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  1. A TOM DOHERTY ASSOCIATES BOOK NEW YORK
  2. Dedication
  3. Acknowledgments:
  4. Table of Contents
  5. Epigraph
  6. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  7. PROLOGUE
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  11. Chapter 3
  12. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  13. Chapter 4
  14. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  15. Chapter 5
  16. Chapter 6
  17. Chapter 7
  18. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  19. Chapter 8
  20. Chapter 9
  21. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  22. Chapter 10
  23. Chapter 11
  24. Chapter 12
  25. Chapter 13
  26. Chapter 14
  27. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  28. Chapter 15
  29. Chapter 16
  30. Chapter 17
  31. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  32. Chapter 18
  33. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  34. Chapter 19
  35. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  36. Chapter 20
  37. Chapter 21
  38. JOURNAL OF JULIUS GABRIEL
  39. Chapter 22
  40. Chapter 23
  41. Chapter 24
  42. Chapter 25
  43. Chapter 26
  44. Chapter 27
  45. Chapter 28
  46. Chapter 29
  47. EPILOGUE
  48. Coming soon
  49. Permissions and Credits
  50. About the Author

Marvis checks the time. “Tell you what. I’ll lock you in with him for fifteen minutes, as long as you leave when the nurse comes by to give him his medication.”

“Deal.”

The security guard escorts her to room 714, then hands her the transmitter pen linked to his beeper. “Better take this. He was violent earlier.”

“No, I’ll be okay.”

“Take the pen, Dominique, or you don’t go in.”

She knows better than to argue with Marvis, who is as thorough as he is kind. She pockets the device.

Marvis activates the intercom. “Resident, you have a visitor. I’ll allow her to enter once I see you fully clothed and seated on the edge of your bed.” Marvis peeks through the spyhole. “Okay, he’s ready. In you go.” Marvis opens the door, then locks it behind her.

The lights in the room have been dimmed. She sees a dark figure sitting up on the bed. “Mick, it’s Dom. Are you all right?”

Mick is leaning back against the wall. Dominique sees his face as she approaches, the left cheekbone badly bruised, the eye swollen shut.

Her heart races. “Oh, God, what did they do to you?” She grabs a hand towel, soaks it in cold water, then presses it to his face.

“Ow.”

“Sorry. Here, keep this on your eye. What happened?”

“According to the official report, I slipped in the shower.” He looks at her, his half smile causing pain. “I missed you. How was FSU?”

“Not good. My advisor doesn’t think I’m handling my responsibilities in a professional manner.”

“He thinks you’re emotionally distracted by me, is that it?”

“She, and yes. As of tomorrow, I’ll be assigned to a new resident. I’m sorry, Mick.”

He squeezes her hand, then places it over his heart. “If it matters,” he whispers, “you’re the only one who’s ever been able to reach me.”

She swallows the lump in her throat. Don’t fall apart again. “What happened while I was gone? I saw what you did to Raymond.”

“He took the first shot.”

“I heard you wouldn’t leave the computer room.”

“I needed to access the Internet.” He releases her hand and removes several sheets of crumpled printouts from his pocket. “A major piece of the doomsday puzzle hit me today. It’s so unbelievable that I had to verify the facts before I could accept it.”

She takes the pages from him and begins reading.

THE CHICXULUB CRATER.