Adrift (Adrift Series, Book 1)
K. R. Griffiths
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For artist Dan Bellamy and his new bride Elaine, a trip on the world's biggest, newest cruise ship represents more than just the honeymoon of a lifetime: it is also a celebration of the progress Dan has made toward beating the agoraphobia that has plagued him since he suffered a horrific knife attack two years earlier.
The ship is a perfect floating paradise, but when Dan spots what he thinks is a body being thrown overboard, he begins to suspect that not everybody aboard the Oceanus is there for a vacation.
Soon, Dan will discover that there are some things worse than murder, and the body he saw is just the beginning. Because something is coming for the passengers on the Oceanus.
Something that isn't supposed to exist...
a clammy sweat, but in the end, the day had gone better than he could have wished for. Getting through the wedding day itself was yet another sign that Dan was slowly conquering his anxiety, crawling along the path to good health, and with every such milestone that passed, he felt that he grew a little more comfortable with the world. Months earlier, he hadn't even been able to leave the house. Genuine progress. The wedding had been a terrifying prospect, but wound up being another part of the
at stake. How could I not? We've all had this shit drilled into us since we were munching on rusks. One day, the time may come and yadda-yadda-yadda. Neither you nor Dad have ever given us a chance to forget what's at stake. Well, what's at stake right now is the lives of two of our brothers, and Dad’s not here. This is down to you. So I'll ask again. You wouldn't actually set that thing off while they're out there? You know they'd never find their way back." Edgar grimaced, and tried to keep a
was an animal noise. Those were the things that Jenna might have pondered, if she had time. Instead, her thoughts focused entirely on a solitary word that flickered in her mind like a strobe light. The word was what was left when everything else had been boiled away. When the bullshit that constituted everyday life had been evaporated by the heat of her terror, the word was the residue. The everything. Just one word. Faster. Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster, fas- Beyond the door that
breathing, just as he had with Katie. He tried to picture himself standing in the terminus, breathing in and out, controlling his anxiety. It all seemed laughably far away now; the fears that had crippled him for so long rendered petty and irrelevant. He had lived in fear for such a long time, almost growing used to it; wearing it like a comfortable shirt, yet the things that had terrified him meant nothing; not when there was real fear out there in the world. Real fear that came complete with
we'd better speed this up." "Speed what up? Where are you going, Ed?" Edgar pointed straight ahead, at the centre of the park. "The container," he said. "That's your way out." Herb shook his head. "I don't understand." "It might not work," Edgar said. "But that container is tempered steel. Airtight. If it survives the blast, you'll have air. Not sure how long for, but it might be long enough. You know the first thing Dad will do is retrieve that container." "Why do you keep saying you?"