Chapters (58)
- DEDICATION
- PART 1
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- PART 2
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- PART 3
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- PART 4
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ABOUT THE PUBLISHER
“I know we can’t just leave him,” she snapped, then softened her voice and looked away. “I know we’re doing everything we can for him, I just don’t like it. When ‘everything we can do to help him’ involves ‘dragging him through a poisoned wasteland,’ there’s something intensely wrong with the decisions that got us here.”
“What would you have done differently?”
Kira shot him a quick glare, annoyed by his relentless practicality, but she shook her head and conceded defeat. “Nothing, I guess, except maybe not getting attacked in the data center. And it’s not like we had any control over that. I don’t like having to put him through this now any more than I liked having to bring him in the first place, but we can’t do this without him, and he can’t survive without us. I just . . .” She looked at Samm, searching his face for some kind of sympathy. “I just feel bad for him. Do you?”
“I do,” he said, nodding. “I can’t help it.”
Kira smirked and looked across the river. “You’d think they would have built their super-soldiers without any feelings at all, to make them better at . . . killing, I guess. War.”
“They actually did the exact opposite,” said Samm. Kira looked at him quizzically. “You didn’t know?” he asked. “It was one of the earliest design laws that led ParaGen to create military-grade BioSynths. Afa has a copy of the UN resolution in his backpack, though I doubt you can read it at this point. They’d had some problems with automated drone soldiers and vehicles making decisions of . . . questionable morality in the field, and the only companies from there that could get contracts for autonomous military units were biotechnology firms that could create weapons with a human emotional response.”
Kira nodded. “I guess that makes sense. I mean, I’ve always felt completely human, emotionally, so . . .” She shrugged, not knowing how to finish her thought. She paused, then frowned and looked back at him. “If you—we—were designed to know right from wrong and whatever, it seems like that would make us less likely to cross the line in battle.”