Due to the possibility of fallout, the pilot refused to fly over the immediate site, but even from a distance, the damage was clearly visible. “Please don’t tell me he actually nuked the nest,” Nicki begged.
“I wish I could, but…” The area was now flat as the proverbial pancake. Any hills nearby had been vaporized, and nothing—not coyote, roadrunner, or diamondback rattler—was left alive.
“Those idiots. Those stupid, f*****g idiots.”
“Nick?” Jenn had rarely seen her friend so…so pissed off. And she never swore. “I know this looks bad but—”
“If these insects prove to be diurnal, most of them wouldn’t be in the nest at this hour of the day.”
Her friend had said something about that earlier. “Ms. Stuart? Her little ones?”
Nicki shook her head. “I doubt there’s anyway anyone could surviv
