Suddenly she stopped. What was the point? The owners of this motel had already fled. People were clearly going to ground, or returning to their families, or else rioting in the streets when they failed to get answers from their governments and realized they had been abandoned. She stood up again, leaving the broken glass on the floor. It would be easier to move to another motel room instead.

A few minutes later Olivia stepped out on to the veranda fronting the adjacent room, squinting up into the bright Arizona morning as she continued brushing her teeth. A single car whipped along the highway, doing at least a hundred. They had otherwise seen very little traffic since pulling into the motel, though there were reports on the news feeds of a sharp hike in road banditry and improvised roadblocks along Mexical’s disputed border.

Olivia heard voices, and looked down to see Jeff and Mitch standing next to the truck they’d stolen. Jeff smiled up at her and waved.

She waved back, as she thought about their reunion a few nights before, and the things she had learned since. A wave of grief and despair washed over her, and she stepped back from the railing before he could see her tears.

When Jeff had phoned her from out of the blue the day before, it had almost seemed like hearing from a ghost. To her surprise, the first emotion she’d felt was anger that he had left her in the dark for so long without anything like a real explanation. He’d then told her that he was with Mitchell Stone, and asked her to join them both in Arizona.

Arizona? She had been sitting in her kitchen when she received the call, her knuckles white where they gripped the table. ‘Why Arizona?’

Jeff’s voice had wavered slightly as he replied. ‘I’d rather explain in person.’

She caught sight of her own face reflected in the kitchen window, eyes wide and angry. ‘Why not just tell me now?’

‘It’s the kind of thing you really have to hear face-to-face, Olivia.’

She swallowed hard. ‘Does this have anything to do with those things growing in the ocean?’

‘Well, yeah, as a matter of fact,’ he replied, a note of surprise in his voice. ‘It has a lot to do with them. You’ll be coming, right?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘Jesus, Olivia.’ Jeff’s tone was quietly persistent. ‘You need to come. I didn’t pick on Arizona for the hell of it. Our lives are in danger and I’m trying to keep us both alive. Can you leave right away?’

‘But why Arizona?’

‘Remember the Roses?’

She thought for a moment. ‘You mean Lester and Amy?’

‘Them, yes. We’re heading for their space-port.’

‘And you’re not going to tell me why, is that it?’

‘Olivia,’ he said, ‘we’re going to the Moon, on board one of their ships.’