The village finally appeared.
Or what was left of it.
Dobby stared out the windscreen at the devastation.How could anyone have survived?
He wanted to vomit.He’d had Hawk’s hand in his and he’d let him fall.
A figure stumbled out of the jungle and the headlights illuminated her.
“Well shit,” Axle said.
Dobby couldn’t agree more.Mila was bedraggled, her clothes filthy and wet, sticking against her skin, but she was on her feet.If she had survived, then maybe Hawk had too.
She waved her arms, moving to the centre of the road so they couldn’t drive past.
Not that they were going to.
“Have you seen Hawk?”Dobby called, pushing open the door.
“Ethan’s through here.He can’t move.He needs help.”
Dobby leapt out and Axle turned the car around so it faced the other way before joining them.
They needed to get Hawk out of here before the next surge hit.Sometimes the second wave was worse than the first.
“This way.”She shuffled into the jungle, one foot bare, the other still wearing a sneaker, and a soaked shoulder bag hanging across her body.“Did you get Vance?”
“Yeah.”
“Is Agus coming after you?”
“Not until the tsunami clears.”The man might have more vehicles at his disposal, but he was smart and wouldn’t risk his own life to come after them.
“He’s here.”Mila crouched down next to Hawk.
Dobby squatted down.“Are you injured?”
Hawk opened his mouth but only a moan came out.He’d take that as a yes.
Mila had already cleared the debris from him.“He said he might have a broken pelvis.I found a door to transport him on.We have to go.”She glanced anxiously towards the ocean.
Axle strode over.“Let me examine him.”
“Pain,” Hawk gasped.
Axle dug in his pack and pulled out his med kit.
Dobby cleared out of the way.He was impressed Mila had kept her wits about her and found a way to transport Hawk safely.
Axle examined Hawk for other injuries and gave him a shot of painkiller, while Dobby monitored the surroundings and cleared the area around Hawk so they could lay the door next to him.
No reaction while prodding his arms or his torso, but when Axle got to Hawk’s hips, the man bellowed.
Axle snatched his hand away.
“Fuck off,” Hawk gasped.
Dobby grinned, glad he was talking.
