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Scanned by Highroller. Proofed by DragonTL (was a mess, believe me!). Made prettier by use of EBook Design Group Stylesheet. T2 Infiltrator by S.M. Stirling PROLOGUE A MOTEL, LOS ANGELES: 1995 Tarissa Dyson sat silent and motionless in the motel room's uncomfortable chair and watched her children sleep. Blythe and Danny lay totally abandoned to it, like puppies collapsed after a long, hard romp, dark lashes still against soft, plump cheeks. They had wanted so desperately to stay awake for their father's return, had fought so valiantly to keep their eyes open. She felt a twinge of regret for not keeping them awake. But their constant refrain the snapping point. She'd rather feel guilty for letting them get some much- needed rest than for yelling at them when they were already so frightened and stressed. file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Stirling,%20S%20M%20-%20Te...r%2001%20-%20T2%20Infiltrator%20(v1.0)%20(html).html (1 of 681)22-12-2006 20:44:38 Stirling, SM - T2 Infiltrator (v1.0) (html).html She tried to steer her mind away from what had frightened them. Frightened them and terrified me, she admitted to herself. The brutal image of the Terminator peeling the flesh off the metal skeleton of its forearm flashed unbidden into her mind's eye. That memory was like probing a broken tooth with your tongue, at once painful and irresistible. They were in a little motel off the interstate, clean but shabby, showing bare spots in the tired carpet and worn patches on the arms of the sofa, smelling slightly of disinfectant soap. The Terminator had said that the T-1000 would probably go to their home, extract information from whomever it found there, and then terminate them. Terminate them. What a sterile way to put it. |
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