THIRTY-NINE
Back at the base, Eva was whisked into a private meeting with Admiral Quentin and Thomas. Eva soon learned that what she’d said to the MP was right: the admiral wanted to keep their Tylosaurus encounter classified. Worse, the admiral confirmed something that Eva had suspected ever since the MP had told her that the admiral thought the waters weren’t safe: Admiral Quentin already knew about the presence of tylosaurs here. She said they’d been genetically engineered by the Chinese government, along with Megalania—although these Megalania didn’t have wings.
Eva, horrified, gave Thomas a stern look. “Did you know about this too? That there were tylosaurs here?”
He put his hands up as if staying a tiger. “Absolutely not, Eva. If I had I would have warned you. I know you like to l
