We flew across Moore Park. It was exhilarating. And I couldn’t believe what we’d just done, what we’d just accomplished. It felt like a huge victory.

But we weren’t in the clear yet.

“Which way!?” Jack shouted as he gripped the steering wheel with both hands. “Where do we go?”

“Maybe back to the parking lot?” Kenji suggested.

I quickly checked my GPS device. The little blue ball appeared on the map. It told me that we were moving across Moore Park, back towards the city. I did not want to go back there.

To our left, further south, was a couple more miles of parkland. And just beyond that was a golf course. And another golf course. And another.

It was a huge section of green space on the map. It was perfect.

“Turn left!” I yelled from the back seat. “If we head south, we’ll be able to drive through a series of connected golf courses. We can put some distance between us and the chasing infected.”

We drove across about a mile of flat parkland before we came to the first golf course.

Jack drove on to the first tee and then up one of the longer fairways. We came to a stop at the peak of a small hill. Kenji told him to park the car so we could look back and see if we were being chased.

We exited the Humvee and looked back the way we’d come. The hill we were parked on top of wasn’t huge, but it gave us enough elevation so we could see pretty much everything. And visibility was still low, but through the red haze we could just see the stadium. We could actually see all the way back to the CBD. Jack was right. Strangely, the dust did seem to be coming from the middle of the city.

Kenji climbed on top of the Humvee and looked through the scope on his rifle. “I don’t think they’re following us.”

We all breathed a sigh of relief.

“So, what now?” Maria asked. “We had it so good in the stadium. Now we’re back out in the open. We’re screwed.”

“Maybe not. Remember what the wounded soldier said,” I reminded her. “The airport. He said there was a base of operations there or something. He said it was the only safe place left.”

“Who was this guy,” Daniel asked. “Was he part of the army? Or the Marines? Or what?”

“We don’t know,” I answered. “But apparently he was with the convoy when they were ambushed. He was bitten. He said they were escorting someone important. He said the military had set up a base of operations at the airport. He said it’s heavily fortified, heavily guarded.”

“Why didn’t they see us when we flew in?” Daniel asked.

“Huh?”

“If they’ve got a base of operations set up at the airport, why didn’t they see us when we flew in? We would’ve flown right past them, definitely in range of their radar.”

Kenji shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe they did see you. Maybe they let you through anyway?”

“Maybe their radar is down?” Jack offered.

Or maybe no one’s there, I thought to myself. Maybe the base was overrun and abandoned like the rest of the city. Maybe they’re all dead.

I kept these dark thoughts to myself. I don’t know why I didn’t say anything at the time. I guess I thought the airport was still a good place to go. Better than the alternatives, that’s for damn sure. And once again, it gave us hope.

“But it could be worth checking out,” Jack said. “I mean, there’s always a risk that they could blow us away on sight. But maybe if we contact them somehow, like via our pathetic little toy radio, we could convince them that Maria is immune. Maybe they’ll take her in.”

And then kill the rest of us. Not that it really mattered what happened to the rest of us. I think I’d already come to peace with the fact that I would sacrifice myself for Maria. She was really all that mattered. Maria needed to get out of this city, out of this entire country. And at that moment, the military were the only ones capable of evacuating her. And even though they’d already failed once it was really our only option. We had to try.

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The other option was to somehow magically transport ourselves all the way back to Daniel’s secret camp in the outback, and fly away in the X-wing. We could try and get her out there. But the camp was about two thousand miles away. It may as well have been in another galaxy, on the other side of the universe.

“We could do something similar to what we just did?” I suggested.

“What do you mean?” Kenji asked.

“I mean, Daniel and I go in with our cloaking devices activated. We sneak up on them and get close enough to transmit. We tell them that we have a survivor who is immune and that we need them to evacuate her immediately. They’ll probably be aware of Maria anyway. She’d be famous by now.”

Maria tilted her head to the side. “Famous?”

“Yeah, you were all over the news before I left,” I explained.

I caught her up on what had happened. How Kim and I escaped and were taken to New Zealand and how I was extradited back to America. I told her I made a YouTube clip that informed the world about the Oz virus and about her, that she was probably one of the only people on the planet who was immune. I told her the military organized a rescue but they’d failed. I told her how I was part of a second rescue mission.

And after I’d told her everything, she was shocked into silence for a few seconds. Oddly enough, the thing she was having the hardest time believing was that the suits we were wearing could turn invisible.

But she was also having a hard time believing I was part of a rescue mission. When she realized what I was saying, when she realized I’d come back for them, for her, she hugged me. And she wouldn’t let go. She just hugged me and started crying and said thank you over and over.

I told her not to thank me, that it was Daniel who was the real hero. So she hugged him as well and thanked him multiple times.

“OK, break it up you two,” Jack said. “Can we get back on track?”

Maria then actually apologized for crying.

Jack put his arm around her and told her it was going to be all right. He told her that she would’ve done the same thing for any one of us.

“So, you’re saying they’ll have Maria on file?” Kenji asked from the roof of the Humvee.

“They’d be mad not to,” Daniel answered. “All the soldiers probably have a picture of Maria so they can identify her if they need to.”

“Whoa, hang on a second,” Jack said. “You’re saying all the soldiers; all those guys would probably have a picture of Maria?”

Daniel nodded.

“I do not like that idea at all.”

“Wait, so maybe I should go by myself?” Maria suggested.

“No, it’s too dangerous,” Daniel explained. “If the airport is fortified, they’ll have snipers up to cover every conceivable angle.” He turned to Kenji who was still on the roof scanning the horizon. “You’re a sniper, right?” Daniel asked. “What’s your record? How far?”

“About two miles,” Kenji answered. He then lowered his rifle. “How do you know I’m a sniper?”

“Read your file,” Daniel said. “But my point is, Maria could be picked off before they even know who she is. I say we stick with Rebecca’s idea. We approach the base in stealth mode. We make contact and proceed from there.”

“But maybe Maria could wear my suit,” I suggested. “That way she would be invisible. Then she can make contact and explain and confirm who she is. This would save time. No need to organize a pick up, or a secondary meeting point. She could just walk straight in.”

Daniel thought this idea over.

But Kenji didn’t like it. “No. If they don’t go for it, they could zero in on us,” Kenji said. “Carpet bomb our location, shell our location. We don’t know how they’re going to react.”

“Yeah, good point,” Daniel said. “And besides, I think it’s more believable if we sound self sacrificing,” he added.

“Self-sacrificing?” I asked. “What do you mean?”

“Early on they probably had hundreds of people trying to break in, trying to convince them that they were not infected or that they were immune. And all those people would’ve all been lying. So if Maria goes in there claiming she’s immune, chances are they might not believe her. And they could react without thinking. But if we tell them that we have someone, or that we know the location of someone who is immune, then they might listen.”

Kenji jumped down from the Humvee. “Let’s do it. Exactly the same as before. We’ll drive as close as possible and park the Humvee. You two go in and I’ll cover you. If anything happens, you run.”

“What’s the best way to the airport?” Jack asked.

Daniel and I checked our GPS again. “We can follow the golf courses,” I said. “All the way to the airport. There are actually three separate courses, one after the other. It should be pretty easy to follow. Plus it’ll be nice and open so we’ll be able to see any infected from a mile away.”

Jack hopped back in the driver seat. “All right, let’s go.”

I swallowed hard. I felt like I’d just volunteered for another suicide mission. Time to go cheat death again, I thought to myself.

But we had to do it.

We couldn’t let Maria go because she might get snipered or bombed. We couldn’t take that risk.

So we were going. Daniel. Me. This was the better option. This was the safer option.

But of course what we didn’t say out loud, and what we didn’t need to say out loud, was that it really wasn’t safe for us either. We could just as easily be blown up or taken out by a sniper.

But Maria had to be protected at all costs.

And besides, what was the alternative?

Find another hiding place?

How long before the infected found us? Hours? Days?

They found us at the casino.

They found Jack and Maria and Kenji when they were hiding in the city. They found them at the stadium.

I mean, they came out of nowhere and took Daniel and his team of trained, professional soldiers by surprise.

Infected brain dead psychopaths, ambushed a Special Forces team.

It was clear, it was painfully clear that we could no longer hide and hope to wait this out.

Like Doctor West said, the Oz virus was designed to find life. We don’t know how, but we’d come to realize that the virus was amazingly good at doing what it was designed to do.