Chapter Forty-Nine
It took fifteen minutes for Damien, Jay, Grace, Aviary and the surviving two jaguar knights to reach their RV point. His gas mask stashed in his daypack, Damien’s natural night-vision was in full force now. He could see a minimum under the sliver of moonlight, but enough to notice Jay climb into the driver’s seat of one of the two 4WDs they’d left in the parking lot. They’d parked them a generous distance from the compound so they wouldn’t be affected by the electromagnetic pulse. But it was clear when Jay started the engine that they’d underestimated the pulse’s range.
‘It’s toast,’ he said in a low voice, closing the door slowly and quietly. ‘We’ll have to move out on foot.’
‘What about the resistance?’ Aviary said, her voice ragged. ‘They helped us. You saw the CS
