Macs Ship Novels & Stories

I rise from my chair to look over the top of Maddox’s head, my eyes glued to the water. “What?” Isaac says as Maddox rises. The two men turn to face the window as I hurry over, resisting the urge to press my hands to the glass. “That fucking giant boat,” I hiss. I’d seen one earlier and thought it was a trick of my mind. “The cargo ship?” Isaac glances at me. “How is something that large powered?” “Good Goddess,” Maddox groans, turning from the window. “Here we go.” Something glimmers behind Isaac’s eyes. “An engine. Have you ever seen one?”