Cover of Darkness Quotes

“Radicalism was like a cancer, metastasizing around the globe until every country was infected by it.”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness

“dirty. Would he end up like Luke if he stayed in the Teams long enough? Only to wake up one day and not recognize the man staring back at him in the mirror? The thump of the inbound helo’s rotors saved him”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness

“she came face to face with Luke. Illuminated by the ghastly orange light of the flames, the look in his eyes should have scared the hell out of her, but she was beyond reason. He shook her once, hard, making her head snap back. “Get out of here, now.” He shoved her toward Dec. With a cry of outrage, she lashed out at Luke with”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness

“In the gap she’d opened, a foot appeared. Small. Unmoving. The little boy. Stricken, she sat immobile for a split second, mind refusing to acknowledge what was right in front of her eyes. A wail of grief tore from her throat and she clawed at the surrounding rubble, exposing more of the crushed body. Hard hands closed around her shoulders,”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness

“Her lungs felt scorched, her face singed as she struggled to her hands and knees, fighting hysteria, the concussion of the blast driving the breath from her. The house was nothing more than a pile of burning rubble. She couldn’t see the children. Where were they? Maybe they’d been far enough away from the explosion. Maybe they were still alive. She had to find them. Her legs wobbled under her as she staggered to”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness

“No!” She couldn’t bear this. Couldn’t live with it.”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness

“Bryn took off running. Her thigh muscles bunched as she scrambled down the rise, breath coming in jerky gasps. The ill-fitting helmet jiggled up and down, obscuring her vision, so she yanked at the chinstrap and shoved the thing off her head. And kept running. She had to get there before the air strike. Had to save the kids. “Bryn!” Ignoring Dec’s shout, she sprinted hard, fueled by adrenaline. Bouncing off rocks and boulders, she reached the road and scrambled to her feet, breath sawing in and out of her lungs in sobs. She could not let innocent children be caught up in this. “Bryn, no!” She ignored him. The children weren’t stopping. She opened her mouth and screamed the Arabic word for stop. It came out in a high-pitched wail, and both children jerked around to face her in fear. “Stop! Go back!” she yelled, waving her arms in a frantic effort to get them to move. “Run!”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness

“Two shadowy figures had appeared in the distance. A young girl led a donkey by its halter, chattering to a child perched on its swaying back. What in God’s name were they doing out alone at night? They headed down the dirt road straight toward the house where Tehrazzi was apparently holed up. Every muscle in her body went rigid with denial. “Oh no…” Had Dec heard the kids? Did he know they were in danger? Could he alert the children before the air strike? Not if he hadn’t seen them. What should she do? She was too afraid to yell out in case someone started shooting, but no way could she sit back and let those children suffer. The breath shot in and out of her nose as she counted backward from ten, praying Dec would do something so she wouldn’t have to. Ten, nine, eight… The little boy laughed. Bryn squeezed her eyes”
― Kaylea Cross, Cover of Darkness