The Watcher

A TERRIFYING NEW WEAKNESS…

Max took a deep breath and focused on making the connection he would need to heal the gash. Instead of the rush of images from Liz that he expected, he got the same one again and again-the image of him with his eyes rolled back in his head.

Why wasn't it working? Why wasn't he in? Max took another breath. Think of Liz, he told himself. But he only got the same sickening image.

Liz eased his hand away from hers. "It's okay. It's no big deal. Do you have a handkerchief or something? We can just make a bandage."

Max ripped the bottom off his T-shirt and carefully wrapped it across her palm. "Will you be okay to drive?" he asked.

"Yeah." She slid back behind the wheel and pulled back onto the highway. The desert around them felt much darker and dangerous now, now that he knew he no longer had his powers.

[ Version History]

1.0 – scanned, formatted, and spell-checked from mass-market paperback. ISBN: 0-671-77463-8.

2.0 – July 12, 2004 – The_Ghiti – proofed in detail against deadtree format.