Power Divided (The Evolutionaries Book 1) by s. Behr

Author:s. Behr [Behr, s.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Behr Ink
Published: 2020-01-21T06:00:00+00:00

The next morning came too early. Hailey had spent the rest of the day, and well into the night, educating me, then quizzing me on everything she knew about spycraft, which was surprisingly substantial. Several hours into our training, I nearly threw the tablet across the room.

“Why do you keep saying it’s impossible?”

“I didn’t say you were impossible, I said, ‘mission impossible.’ It’s a spy series I particularly enjoy,” she said.

While Amera had not ventured into the art of reenactment, we did have a substantial collection in the Archives anyone could view. Using the holo-screen in my room, she had me watch hundreds of clips for examples of what to do or even what not to do.

We ended the night just before the sun rose. Feeling as if I had just fallen asleep, I startled when my bracelet woke me. I sat up and scrubbed my face, pulling the tablet from under my pillow.

As Hailey illuminated, I yawned. “I accept this mission, please don’t self-destruct.” I fell out of bed and headed to my shower, focusing on what I had to do. My heart and soul couldn’t bear the revelations from yesterday. I was going to focus on doing what I had promised and be a piece of the picture that was Ameran unity.

When I emerged from the bathroom, I saw Ameli had come and gone, the only trace of her was my perfectly tidy room and my outfit for the day hanging on a hook next to my closet, all of the accessories laid out on the table beside it.

“That lady is very efficient,” Hailey said with approval.

My bracelet chimed, and a message arrived stating that I was to do my own hair for the day. It was punctuated with the command that a ponytail was not acceptable.

“Ameli’s still mad,” I informed Hailey. “She knows it takes me twice as long to coif my hair, and this is her way of punishing me.” Looking at the extremely formal dress Ameli had chosen, I groaned when I saw the corset that hung just behind it. “Really mad.”

I did my best to pull my hair into a braided bun, and Hailey approved with two and a half stars. “Out of a 4-star rating, it is better than average. Bravo.” She clapped.

I gave up and moved on to getting dressed. Walking over to the dressing panel, I wrapped the corset around me. Tucking the strings into the slot, I entered in long term wear, and the wheels began to spin, pulling the corset shut, cutting off circulation below my waist and making the ability to breathe difficult. My ribs felt like they were on the verge of rebreaking when I pushed the panic button.

“Blooms!” I muttered after sucking in a few breaths. “I think she recalibrated the settings.”

The question of breakfast was settled by the time I finished dressing. Nothing else was going to fit into this dress. The fabric was a tight linen press that didn’t allow much movement, not for scratching an itch or eating.

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