About time, Brianna said.Hey, sorry, we were kind of busy, Quinn snapped. And I didnt exactly realize I was on a schedule.I dont like what I have to do here, Brianna said. She handed Quinn the note.He read it. Read it again.Is this some kind of joke? he demanded.Alberts dead, Brianna said. Murdered.What?Hes dead. Sam and Dekka are off in the wilderness somewhere. Edilios got the flu, he might die, a lot of kids have. A lot. And there are these, these monsters, these kind of bugs . . . no one knows what to call them . . . heading toward town. Her face contorted in a mix of rage and sorrow and fear. She blurted, And I cant stop them!Quinn stared at her. Then back at the note.He felt his contented little universe tilt and go sliding away.There were just two words on the paper: Get Caine.
About This Quote
About Michael Grant, Plague
Michael Grant, Plague.
Themes
- Fear — Understanding and overcoming the anxieties that hold us back