Chapters (79)
- About the Author
- Title Page
- Imprint Page
- Dedication
- Contents
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- Find out More about Susan Ee
- Find out More about Hodder and Chapter 5
‘Yeah, we save hundreds of people all the time,’ says Dee.
‘All the time,’ says Dum.
‘We were born for it.’
‘And sometimes we even turn down offers from women wanting to show us their gratitude.’ Dum struts beside me.
‘Once,’ says Dee, looking humble.
‘Yeah, okay, but if it happened once, that means it happened “sometimes,’’ says Dum.
‘Doesn’t matter that she was an eighty-year-old lady who looked like our granny,’ says Dee.
‘A chick’s a chick, man, regardless of her age. And an offer is an offer.’ Dum nods.
Dee leans over and whispers to me. ‘She offered to cook us Brussels sprouts, and we turned it down.’
‘She was heartbroken. Probably needed to find some lucky dude to pour her affections on the rebound.’
‘Rebound’s a bitch.’ Dee shakes his head.
‘Not that we’re ever going to know what that feels like.’
The twins bump fists like true champions.
‘And was Obi totally on board with the Alcatraz recue?’ I ask.
‘Yeah, okay, maybe Obi might have had a little something to do with it.’ Dee shrugs.
‘Not that we wouldn’t have gone ourselves to rescue those people barehanded, but you know, it was a teensy bit easier with Obi running the mission.’
‘Good to know he’s not a jerk to everyone.’
‘Actually, you’d be surprised at what a good guy he is,’ says Dee.
‘I can tell he hasn’t thrown you in jail and abused your sister like Frankenstein’s monster.’
‘He makes hard choices so the rest of us don’t have to,’ says Dum.
That shuts me up. Wasn’t I wishing for someone else to make the hard choices for me?
‘He’s human,’ says Dee. ‘He has flaws.’
‘That’s why we’re here,’ says Dum. ‘We make up for his imperfections.’
‘Don’t take it personally,’ says Dee. ‘He’d sell his firstborn, his parents, his cookie-baking grandmother, his one true love, both his arms, legs, and his right nut for a chance to get the human race back on track.’
‘He’s the most dedicated guy we know.’
‘And there’s no sacrifice that he would ask of any of us that he wouldn’t make himself.’
‘Who else can you count on when you’re chained up on an evil island like Alcatraz?’
They have a point. The Resistance was the only group that would even consider mounting a real rescue mission.
‘He’s a little like you, actually,’ says Dee.
That almost stops me in my tracks. ‘Like me? Obi and I don’t have anything in common.’
‘You’d be surprised,’ says Dum.
‘Stubborn, loyal, utterly driven to accomplish your mission.’
‘Basically, you’re both crazy heroes.’
‘And everybody thinks you’re both hot,’ says Dee.
I scoff. ‘Now I know you’re full of it.’
‘You’re seriously going to tell us you haven’t noticed the way guys look at you?’