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Dr. Kira Venn warned them. She mapped the fracture line, modeled the failure, and wrote the report that predicted exactly how the seafloor off Cape Mercy, Oregon would collapse. The corporation that owned the drilling lease buried her findings. Her own husband helped seal them.
Now someone has turned her worst-case scenario into a weapon.
When a tsunami strikes Cape Mercy with the warning sirens remotely locked and the buoy network feeding false data, Kira is trapped on an aquarium roof with her estranged sixteen-year-old daughter, her ex-husband who quietly consulted for the corporation responsible, and the city's lone communications technician. A second, larger wave is building offshore. The eco-extremist cell behind the attack has rigged the harbor fuel depot so the next surge will carry burning fuel through every street in the low town. And the only warning system left is a hand-crank siren from 1958 sitting inside a museum display case.
To save the three thousand people stalling on a hill that is not high enough, Kira's fractured group must fight across a drowning town, raise the old horns, shut down the depot, and drag the evacuation higher, all while the woman orchestrating the attack forces Kira to choose between the evidence that would expose everyone and the daughter standing in front of her.
The ocean does not negotiate. The clock does not pause. And the second wave is already breathing in.
Cape Mercy is a propulsive, high-velocity disaster thriller about warnings ignored until they become weapons, the cost of being right too early, and a mother and daughter relearning each other in the space between one wave and the next.
