The mists of down below

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  • Published 20201103
  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-53-5
  • Extent: 264pp
  • Paperback (234 x 153mm), eBook

THERE WAS NOTHING Agent Kayl Green feared more than the kindness of strangers, something that could never really be repaid; kindness had a cost that was unknown until it was owed. Nothing Kayl feared more except the disease, the pandemic – perhaps more than one by now – that was destroying human life on Earth.

Above all, Kayl was consumed by terror of a pandemic getting into a community on their watch. Failure would kill too many.

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