Chapters (62)
- Dedication
- Contents
- 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
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-one
- Part 2
- 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
- Chapter Thirty-one
- Chapter Thirty-two
- Chapter Thirty-three
- Chapter Thirty-four
- Chapter Thirty-five
- Chapter Thirty-six
- Chapter Thirty-seven
- Part 3
- 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
- Chapter Fifty-one
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Back Ad
- Credits
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
“One each of the surviving Partial models,” said Kira.
“Exactly.”
“That sounds like he’s collecting DNA,” said Kira. “And no one’s ever talked to him? The Ivies didn’t say anything about him?”
“Just that he needed their blood,” said Green. “And then they told us he’d left to find more.”
Kira’s heart sank. “Don’t say he went south.”
“Where else?” asked Green. “They told us he had all the Partial blood he needed, and it was time to visit the humans.”
“He’s going to hunt humans now? Why does he need their DNA?”
“Why does he need anybody’s?” asked Green, his calm exterior cracking with fear and frustration. “He’s a psychopath with a blood fetish, and an army of super Partials to back him up.”
“We have to stop him,” said Kira, but her words froze in her throat when she heard a loud, sharp click from somewhere below.
“That’s the door,” Green whispered. “They’re here.”
Chapter Twenty-four
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Kira looked to Green with wide eyes.
FEAR.
“Come out,” a voice called from downstairs. “We only want to talk.”
“What do we do?” Kira whispered.
“They’ll be armed,” said Green. “And probably wearing body armor.”
Kira nodded, remembering the fight in Chicago. “They’ll link you and know we’re up here. Is it worth trying to fight?”
“If they wanted you dead, they would have killed you already.”
“Or they’ll kill me after they interrogate me,” said Kira. “With the Blood Man gone, they have no reason to keep us alive.”
“That we know of,” said Green. “They haven’t killed me yet.”
“So you’re just waiting until they do?”
“Don’t make us look for you,” said another voice. “You know that only makes us angry.”
“What am I supposed to do?” Green hissed. “Even if we can overpower multiple armed soldiers, what then? For all we know, this whole lake is crawling with them—there could be hundreds more just under the water.”
A stair creaked, loud and haunting. They’re coming up to find us, Kira thought. We’re running out of time and they’ll have guns and—
“Wait,” said Kira. “You said they’re armed, right?” She thought back to the soldiers in Chicago, who’d been carrying both tranquilizer darts and standard assault rifles. “The Ivies might be fine underwater, but their guns aren’t. Normal firearms can’t fire when wet.”
“We had waterproof rifles in our armory in the Isolation War,” said Green.
“Have you seen any since then?”
“Maybe these guys have them all.”
“Or maybe those weapons are too rare, and the Ivies are carrying the same thing as everybody else.” Kira grabbed his shoulder, whispering urgently in his ear. “They have to store them on land, and they’ve got to transport them somehow.”