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"Lawson definitely did her research on hostages,interrogation, and re-education for this story and it shows. Thosescenes might have been the most brutal and hard to read in the wholeseries, but they were necessary." --review by Brian's Beer Blog
Perfect for fans of Divergent and The Hunger Games.
The Greatest Risk Is To Take No Risk At All.
Nationwide food shortages have sparked civil unrest, and the Office of CivilianSafety and Defense's hold on the people is slipping. The Resistance'sefforts to hasten the OCSD's demise have resulted in disaster, withTommy Bailey and Careen Catecher taking the blame for the ill-fatedmission in OP-439.
It's a media circus.
Both teens struggle to survive the circumstances that force them intothe national spotlight--and this time, they're on opposite sides. On the run and exiled from the Resistance members in BG-098, Tommy makes hisway to a Resistance safe house in the capital.
Madalyn's not going to give up control.
The OCSD is preparing to monitor all under-eighteens with theCerberean Link, a device that protects them against hunger and sicknessand can even locate them if they're lost. Tommy's now living in closequarters with Atari, an operative who has been assigned to sabotage theLink. But does Atari plan to use it for his own purposes?
Will their relationship survive?
Through it all,Tommy refuses to believe Careen's loyalties have shifted away from theResistance, and he's willing to assume any risk to reconnect with her.Will they be able to trust each other when it matters most?
Perfect for fans of Divergent and The Hunger Games.
The Greatest Risk Is To Take No Risk At All.
Nationwide food shortages have sparked civil unrest, and the Office of CivilianSafety and Defense's hold on the people is slipping. The Resistance'sefforts to hasten the OCSD's demise have resulted in disaster, withTommy Bailey and Careen Catecher taking the blame for the ill-fatedmission in OP-439.
It's a media circus.
Both teens struggle to survive the circumstances that force them intothe national spotlight--and this time, they're on opposite sides. On the run and exiled from the Resistance members in BG-098, Tommy makes hisway to a Resistance safe house in the capital.
Madalyn's not going to give up control.
The OCSD is preparing to monitor all under-eighteens with theCerberean Link, a device that protects them against hunger and sicknessand can even locate them if they're lost. Tommy's now living in closequarters with Atari, an operative who has been assigned to sabotage theLink. But does Atari plan to use it for his own purposes?
Will their relationship survive?
Through it all,Tommy refuses to believe Careen's loyalties have shifted away from theResistance, and he's willing to assume any risk to reconnect with her.Will they be able to trust each other when it matters most?
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From the Inside Flap:
Tommy jerked back to consciousness and looked around. He must've fallen asleep. They'd stopped at a gas station. There were no other buildings in sight.
"Where are we?"
"Somewhere in the MV quadrants. We're still hours away. "
"In that case, I'll be back in a minute."
He stumbled on his way out of the truck and staggered sideways, ricocheting off the gas pump before he righted himself. So this is what too much whiskey on an empty stomach feels like. It was different from CSD but no better. The cold air helped clear his head, and he walked a fairly straight line around the side of the cinder block gas station.
The restroom door was locked, so he relieved himself against the rear of the building, and even though it was childish, he smiled as the steam rose. He was nearly done when he heard the truck's engine roar. Danni pulled around the back of the building and slammed on the brakes in a swirl of gravel. He zipped up in a hurry.
Danni jumped out, and he joined her at the corner of the building to peer over her shoulder.
She whispered, "Hear that?"
He held his breath, and as he listened the rumble of approaching vehicles grew louder.
"I saw an awful lot of headlights."
The cold air, so bracing at first, was creeping in through his layers of clothes. He shoved his hands in his sweatshirt pocket and hunched his shoulders.
Oversized armored vehicles lumbered into sight and streamed past the gas station. Danni pushed him farther behind her and hovered in the shadows at the corner of the building, keeping watch with one eye.
"It's a QM convoy. Armored vehicles mean riot patrol. They must be bringing them in as reinforcements for some local post."
Tommy's heart thudded in his guts and his chest. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the cinder block wall, listening to them rumble by. As the minutes passed, the monotonous droning lulled him into a more relaxed state; that is, until Danni gasped and grabbed his arm. His heart jump-started and began to pound again.
"Some of them are turning in here." She flattened herself against the wall beside him.
Doors slammed. Voices rose. Footsteps crunched in the gravel. Someone lifted the nozzle off the gas pump. Three or four sets of footsteps grew closer. Danni's grip on his arm tightened. There was no place else to hide. She turned her head toward the approaching footsteps and Tommy couldn't help it--he looked, too.
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"Where are we?"
"Somewhere in the MV quadrants. We're still hours away. "
"In that case, I'll be back in a minute."
He stumbled on his way out of the truck and staggered sideways, ricocheting off the gas pump before he righted himself. So this is what too much whiskey on an empty stomach feels like. It was different from CSD but no better. The cold air helped clear his head, and he walked a fairly straight line around the side of the cinder block gas station.
The restroom door was locked, so he relieved himself against the rear of the building, and even though it was childish, he smiled as the steam rose. He was nearly done when he heard the truck's engine roar. Danni pulled around the back of the building and slammed on the brakes in a swirl of gravel. He zipped up in a hurry.
Danni jumped out, and he joined her at the corner of the building to peer over her shoulder.
She whispered, "Hear that?"
He held his breath, and as he listened the rumble of approaching vehicles grew louder.
"I saw an awful lot of headlights."
The cold air, so bracing at first, was creeping in through his layers of clothes. He shoved his hands in his sweatshirt pocket and hunched his shoulders.
Oversized armored vehicles lumbered into sight and streamed past the gas station. Danni pushed him farther behind her and hovered in the shadows at the corner of the building, keeping watch with one eye.
"It's a QM convoy. Armored vehicles mean riot patrol. They must be bringing them in as reinforcements for some local post."
Tommy's heart thudded in his guts and his chest. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the cinder block wall, listening to them rumble by. As the minutes passed, the monotonous droning lulled him into a more relaxed state; that is, until Danni gasped and grabbed his arm. His heart jump-started and began to pound again.
"Some of them are turning in here." She flattened herself against the wall beside him.
Doors slammed. Voices rose. Footsteps crunched in the gravel. Someone lifted the nozzle off the gas pump. Three or four sets of footsteps grew closer. Danni's grip on his arm tightened. There was no place else to hide. She turned her head toward the approaching footsteps and Tommy couldn't help it--he looked, too.
Once upon a time, Tracy Lawson was a little girl with a big imagination who was obsessed with telling stories. Her interests in dance, theatre, and other forms of make-believe led to a twenty-five year career in the performing arts, where "work" meant she got to do things like tap dance and choreograph musicals.
Tracy, who is married with one grown daughter and two spoiled cats, splits her time between Dallas, Texas and Columbus, Ohio.
Follow her on Instagram @tracylawsonauthor
Tracy, who is married with one grown daughter and two spoiled cats, splits her time between Dallas, Texas and Columbus, Ohio.
Follow her on Instagram @tracylawsonauthor
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- PublisherCreatespace Independent Pub
- Publication date1632
- ISBN 10 1535253401
- ISBN 13 9781535253406
- BindingPaperback
- Edition number2
- Number of pages294
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