Specialist (Forager Impersonator - A Post Apocalyptic/Dystopian Trilogy Book 2)

Specialist (Forager Impersonator - A Post Apocalyptic/Dystopian Trilogy Book 2)

Author:Peter R Stone [Stone, Peter R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-05T23:00:00+00:00


My mind was a swirling mess of conflicting thoughts as I hightailed it back to North End. The prevailing thought was that I had Ryan’s answer as to whether he was willing to sacrifice the movement for me. And that meant my suspicions about him were wrong. He wasn’t using me as a tool like I feared. Yet at the same time, he had betrayed my trust by telling his group I had been brainwashed and that I was genetically enhanced – my deepest secret.

I sighed as I continued towards North End, realising that even after all that, I still didn’t know who tried to kill me. I tended to believe Dylan, Mehmet, and Mr. Li when they said they didn’t do it, though. Which meant Jazza or one of his boys were the most likely culprits – unless there was someone else who knew about me – another player in the game.

There was something else too. I had found another friend in Mehmet. He had sided with Ryan in helping me escape. Friends like that were hard to come by, and I hoped he didn’t get in much trouble for going up against Tori, their leader. On the topic of Patrick Tori, I wished I knew more about him. He was small in stature but charismatic, clearly well educated, a martial artist, and ruthless. He wanted to imprison me somewhere for the rest of my life! I wasn’t comfortable with the thought of Ryan working for him. On the other hand, I guessed it was preferable to him working for the alternative – the Patriot. A possible psychopath who would use all and any means to achieve his goal.

Then again, their group would probably disband or at least expel Ryan and Mehmet after what happened tonight.

When I got to the lab, I went straight to the communal bathroom and took a hot shower, squatting on the floor beneath the soothing jet of hot water, my forehead resting on my knees. I thought this could bring some clarity to my mind, but my thoughts and emotions remained in a state of disarray.

When I was finished, I patted myself dry and changed into an ankle length dress. Hanging my towel on the rack, I strode for the exit, only to pause when I spied another scrap of green paper.

Go to the audio-visual room, it said.



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