Seizure (Virals, Book 2)
Kathy Reichs, Brendan Reichs
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Lost treasure. Perilous adventures. Deadly foes.
Tory and her friends are just starting to get a handle on their super-heightened wolf-like capabilities—contracted during a medical experiment gone horribly wrong—when they find out funding is being pulled from the institute where their parents work. The pack now faces its greatest fear—separation. So when Tory stumbles across ancient lore hinting at a lost pirate treasure, the Virals devise a risky plan that pits them against fiendish traps, headless corpses, and deep underground tunnels. But they're not the only ones looking, and the competition could be lethal. They'll need to work as one mystery-solving canine force if they to hope to uncover the lost fortune, save the institute, and stick together!
according to mommy dearest, a vehicle cruised up the driveway, idled a few minutes, then left. She almost called the cops.” Ben fought a smirk. “Why?” “You know Ruth,” Hi answered with a sigh. “She probably thinks the car was full of Al Qaeda operatives sent to exterminate the neighborhood watch.” I didn’t like it. “Can you guys recall a car ever showing up out here by mistake?” No one could. “You can’t get that lost,” said Shelton. “Our townhomes are fifteen minutes from the last state
said. “The central ring is the defining feature.” I nudged Shelton’s shoulder. “My turn to drive.” “Every time.” Shelton slid right so I could take his spot. “According to this entry, the Celtic cross was introduced by Saint Patrick while converting the pagan Irish,” I said. “It combines the traditional Christian cross with a circular emblem representing the sun. Some argue it originated from the ancient custom of wreathing a cross after a victorious battle.” I navigated back to the pictorial
from the fierce gale, she slowly righted herself. The deck leveled. The shouts morphed into dark laughter, the giddy excitement of those pulled back from the brink. Backs were slapped. Grins spread like plague. To all but one. A tiny figure huddled alone on the quarterdeck, clutching the stern rail. Her body was drenched. Wind danced her hair, ripped at her shirt, bandana, and velvet waistcoat. The woman had no complaints. The deadly storm was speeding Revenge to safety. Her gaze scanned
Scotia?” I stared, dumbfounded by the turn of events. “Canada? We’re moving to freaking Canada?” “Nothing’s decided, I just thought—” “Stop!” My hands flew to my ears. “Just stop.” Too much. Too fast. I stormed past Kit, up the stairs, and into my bedroom. Slammed the door. My face hit my pillows seconds before the tears began to flow. CHAPTER 4 The pity party was short. I flew to my Mac, powered up, and had iFollow running in seconds. I needed the other Virals. Now. iFollow
real?” “They must’ve woke up on the beach, then left Bull Island by boat and reached their car.” Ben stopped, paled. “Driving home, they would’ve been tired, maybe a little woozy . . .” “It’s not our fault,” Shelton blurted. “They attacked, and we defended ourselves. I’m sorry they got killed, but we are not responsible.” I didn’t speak. Didn’t know what to say. I thought of Sallie’s friendly banter at the museum info booth. Chris schmoozing tourists outside the old market. The two of them