Abandon by Elana Johnson

Author:Elana Johnson
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Simon Pulse

27. Thane touched down two seconds before Indy, whose expression said I could kill you with my bare hands. I may or may not have taken a step behind Vi.

“Status,” I said.

Indy pressed her lips into a thin line. Vi slipped her hand into mine and squeezed. Thane catalogued the movement and mirrored his mouth to match Indy’s.

“Oh, brother,” I growled. “Vi and I are together. Deal or don’t. But you better damn well report.”

Indy folded her arms. “Our people are secure in Grande. Laurel is organizing her moles. Everyone will be instructed to meet in Grande or Beachfront.”

I nodded, switching my gaze to Thane. “What do you have?”

“Nothing. I didn’t want to stay there without my daughter.”

I almost laughed. “What a load of crap. I know you’re hiding something.” I squinted at him, wishing I could see inside his head. We still needed to discuss the microchip Starr had sent with Gunn, but I didn’t want to do it in front of Vi.

“I am not hiding anything,” Thane said. “I’ve been relaying everything I’ve done and everything I know to the appropriate contact.”

Which wasn’t me. It could never be me. I hated that, but Thane and I couldn’t work together. In fact it was my rule, one of the very first I’d made.

But now everything had changed.

“I am your appropriate contact from now on,” I said. “Neither one of us is in hiding anymore.”

“Noted,” he said, his tone cool and his hands fisted.

I turned my attention back to Indy. “What else? Why did you really fly all this way? You knew we’d show up at the safe house soon enough.”

Indy held her ground, which I’ll admit I admired about her. “Well, there’s another tiny snag.”

“Tiny snag?” I asked. “Define ‘tiny snag.’ ”

“Grande is surrounded by Van Hightower’s people. Thane and I were on watch, which is why we’re not at the safe house.”

“Hightower’s people,” Vi repeated. “What kind of people?”

“Clones,” Indy said.

My blood ran cold. A high-pitched squealing started in my ears. The images of all that purple, of those fetuses, of Cash Whiting, filled my head.

They’d done it. They’d finally cloned a superhuman, even without Cash’s notes. In my stupor, I wondered if the clones could control the elements, or if they could read minds, or command people with ultrapowerful voices, or all of the above.

My Resistance cannot survive against an army of super-humans, no matter how talented we are. I thought of Starr. Her last convo with Gunn had been a few days before, and she’d been so concerned with Raine draining Thane.

Starr said she’d warn us, but maybe she didn’t know. Around me, the earth moved in slow motion. Clones, purple, Cash, clones, can’t win, Starr, purple.

“Jag?” Vi’s hand on mine jolted me out of my fear.

“What’s their talent?” I asked.

“We don’t know,” Thane said. “Those clones were not made while I was in Freedom.”

“Three weeks is awfully fast to manufacture an entire fleet of clones,” I said, the feeling returning to my limbs. Cash had said thirty days.

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