Incognita by Kristen Lippert-Martin

Author:Kristen Lippert-Martin [Lippert-Martin, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action, Action & Adventure, Adventure, Science Fiction, Young Adult Science Fiction, Dystopian, action/adventure, Adventures, Bravery, Conspiracy, Courage, Danger, Friendship, Hero, Humor, Incognita, Kristen-Lippert Martin, Memories, Memory, Mystery, Secrets, Superpowers, Suspense, Suspense Novel, Tabula Rasa Saga, Thriller, Thriller Fiction
ISBN: 9781512418972
Publisher: Lerner Publishing Group
Published: 2016-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

We’re back in the car again and the sky is starting to grow lighter, but dawn breaking is not good news. The cover of night has given us a small measure of safety, and that’s about to end. Not to mention that Thomas’s window of opportunity is narrowing by the minute. I’m not even going to look at the clock right now, because I don’t need any more pressure than I’m already feeling.

“So we’re going to Claymore Tower?” Mikey says.

“No, Angel and I are going to Claymore Tower,” Thomas says.

“I said I want to help.”

“I believe you, Mikey,” I say. “But the last time you helped us, you almost jumped to your death.”

“Plus we have no guarantee that you won’t screw us over again,” adds Thomas. “Considering that you’re clearly somebody’s puppet, we can’t afford to trust you even this much.” He holds his thumb and forefinger pinched together.

“I get it! But I want to know what’s going on just as much as you do. I just want to find out who I am.”

Thomas and I exchange looks and for the first time, his face softens. He knows that I understand that feeling Mikey is describing. The curiosity that won’t go away, the unnameable longing, the promise of that missing piece of your identity.

Mikey slides forward until his upper body is practically in the front seat. “Hey, I got an idea. What if you put me in handcuffs?” He holds up his fists, with wrists touching. “Better yet, put the cuffs on me with my hands behind my back. Even if I’m hardwired to hurt you, what am I gonna do while I’m cuffed?”

“That’s not a bad idea,” I say. “Would that make you feel better about bringing him along, Thomas?”

“Maybe. Could we put a bag over his face too?”

“What for?”

“So I don’t have to look at his ugly mug.”

“Nice,” Mikey says. “Kick me while I’m down, why don’t you?”

I glance over at Thomas. He’s still scowling, arms crossed over his chest.

I know the whole idea of this Snowball stuff is freaking him out. If there’s one thing he’s afraid of losing, it’s his brain.

We need to get him that antidote.

Between the buildings, I see the first flush of an orangey sunrise. Time is growing short and our immediate options seem to be narrowed to one. I take our final turn onto Central Park South. Claymore Tower is straight ahead at Columbus Circle.

I take the handcuffs off my utility belt and hand them to Mikey. “Put those on yourself. We’re going to see what Larry wanted me to find.”

• • •

As soon as we pull up in front of Claymore Tower, there’s a skittering feeling inside my ribs, like something with small, sharp claws is hiding there. I’ve avoided coming here since I returned home. Being anywhere near this building triggers the same creepy feeling as a graveyard or a too-quiet alley in the middle of the night. I’m not sure if that’s because of the structure itself, or

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