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Chapters (57)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. COPYRIGHT
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue: Filip
  6. Chapter One: Holden
  7. Chapter Two: Alex
  8. Chapter Three: Naomi
  9. Chapter Four: Amos
  10. Chapter Five: Holden
  11. Chapter Six: Alex
  12. Chapter Seven: Amos
  13. Chapter Eight: Holden
  14. Chapter Nine: Naomi
  15. Chapter Ten: Amos
  16. Chapter Eleven: Alex
  17. Chapter Twelve: Amos
  18. Chapter Thirteen: Holden
  19. Chapter Fourteen: Naomi
  20. Chapter Fifteen: Alex
  21. Chapter Sixteen: Holden
  22. Chapter Seventeen: Alex
  23. Chapter Eighteen: Holden
  24. Chapter Nineteen: Naomi
  25. Chapter Twenty: Alex
  26. Chapter Twenty-one: Naomi
  27. Chapter Twenty-two: Amos
  28. Chapter Twenty-three: Holden
  29. Chapter Twenty-four: Amos
  30. Chapter Twenty-five: Naomi
  31. Chapter Twenty-six: Amos
  32. Chapter Twenty-seven: Alex
  33. Chapter Twenty-eight: Holden
  34. Chapter Twenty-nine: Naomi
  35. Chapter Thirty: Amos
  36. Chapter Thirty-one: Alex
  37. Chapter Thirty-two: Naomi
  38. Chapter Thirty-three: Holden
  39. Chapter Thirty-five: Naomi
  40. Chapter Thirty-six: Holden
  41. Chapter Thirty-seven: Alex
  42. Chapter Thirty-eight: Amos
  43. Chapter Thirty-nine: Naomi
  44. Chapter Forty: Amos
  45. Chapter Forty-one: Naomi
  46. Chapter Forty-two: Holden
  47. Chapter Forty-three: Alex
  48. Chapter Forty-four: Naomi
  49. Chapter Forty-five: Amos
  50. Chapter Forty-six: Alex
  51. Chapter Forty-seven: Naomi
  52. Chapter Forty-eight: Holden
  53. Chapter Forty-nine: Amos
  54. Chapter Fifty: Alex
  55. Chapter Fifty-one: Naomi
  56. Epilogue: Sauveterre
  57. Acknowledgments

In the meantime, though, there were more immediate problems. Getting there was the goal, and if the idea was to put one foot in front of the other from the Pit in Bethlehem to the arcology in Baltimore, there were some holes in the plan. The expanded district put about three million people between him and where he was going if he took the straightest path. High-density urban centers seemed like a bad idea. He was hoping that they could stay a little to the west of that and make their way around. He was pretty sure there was conservancy zone there they could trek along. Not that he’d spent much of his time on Earth camping. But it was what he had to go with. He probably could have done it, if he’d been by himself.

“How’re we holding together, Peaches?”

Clarissa nodded. Her prison hospital gown was mud-streaked from shoulder to hem, and her hair hung long and lank. She was just too fucking skinny and pale. It made her look like a ghost. “I’m fine,” she said. Which was bullshit, but what was he going to do about it? Stupid to have asked in the first place.

So they walked, tried to conserve energy, looked for places that might have fresh water. There were a couple emergency stations set up by the highway, men and women with medical armbands and generators to run the lights. It never got more than low twilight, even at noon. The clouds kept some of the heat from radiating out into space, but they blocked the sun too. It felt like early winter, and it should have been summer hot. Every now and then, they came across some new ruin: a gutted building, the walls blown off the steel and ceramic girders, a high-speed train on its side like a dead caterpillar. The bodies they found on the roadside looked like they’d gone in the initial blast.

Most of the dead-eyed, shell-shocked refugees on the roads seemed to be heading for the stations, but Amos tried to steer away from them. For one thing, Peaches was pretty clearly not supposed to be walking free among the law-abiding citizens of Earth, and Amos didn’t really feel like having any long conversations about what laws still applied, post-apocalypse. And anyway, the stuff they really needed they couldn’t get there. So he kept his eyes open and headed northeast.

Still, it was three days before he found what he was looking for.

Chapter Thirty: Amos