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Chapters (66)
  1. Cover
  2. By Agnes Gomillion and Available From Titan Books
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Dedication
  6. Preface
  7. Part One: The School House
  8. The Rebel
  9. The Pit
  10. The Student
  11. The Last War
  12. The Queen Bee
  13. The Librarian
  14. The Rebirth
  15. The Rooster
  16. The Keeper Faction
  17. The Kitchen Maid
  18. The Assignment
  19. The Spy
  20. The Giant
  21. Part Two: The Village
  22. The Memory
  23. The Awakening
  24. The Sick Room
  25. The Auntie, Sky
  26. The Uncle, Kiwi
  27. The Boy, Fount
  28. The Messenger
  29. The Factions
  30. The Committee Meeting
  31. The Ultimatum
  32. The Party
  33. The Black Book
  34. The Second Trip to the Village
  35. The Truth About the Fever
  36. The Senator
  37. The Gamble
  38. The Fallout
  39. Part Three: The Kongo
  40. The Desert
  41. The Gust
  42. The Compromise
  43. The Scorpion
  44. The Armistice
  45. The Bandits
  46. The Silver Pin
  47. The Bandits’ Camp
  48. The Optimist
  49. The First Test
  50. The Breath
  51. The Champion
  52. The Invincible
  53. The Double Helix
  54. The Apex
  55. The Trainee
  56. The Truth About Voltaire
  57. The Omen
  58. The Journey Back
  59. The Teacher’s Pet
  60. The Guard and the Notebook
  61. The Heartbreak
  62. The Record Keeper
  63. Back to the Pit
  64. About the Author
  65. Acknowledgments
  66. Also Available from Titan Books

Despite myself, I wanted to argue with her, to tell her that the need had arisen the moment he’d opened his mouth and rebelled without repercussion. My insides shouted for answers, but I bit my tongue. She did not want to explain. Asking again could prove dangerous.

I lifted my chin. There was only one safe route. I would avoid everything political. I would shelter in the library. If I had to, I would ignore the others entirely—even Jetson. If the New Seed did, indeed, exist, then maybe as a Senator I could help—I shook my head. First things first. I had to stay out of it.

Teacher Jones stood, but she did not move to leave. Instead, she took a small black journal from her pocket and placed it on my desktop.

I flinched. I didn’t know what the book was and I did not want to find out.

She nodded for me to pick it up.

My breath caught. “Teacher, I—”

“Don’t speak, girl. Pick it up.”

I wobbled forward and picked up the book with two fingers. “What is it?”

“Think of it as a gift.” Her voice was low. “Open it.”

Biting my lip, I flipped it open. I glanced at the top of the page. Jones had written Monday’s date, three days hence. “I don’t understand,” I said.

“You spoke of the New Seed,” she said, casually.

“Yes, but I know nothing. I—”

“Be quiet!”

I shut my mouth.

“I’m interested in the upcoming Assembly vote regarding the Seed,” she said. “I’m interested in Director Kumar and the New Seed Party.”

My jaw clenched. With every word, she confirmed Covington’s story.

Jones touched her chin. “If Master Vine discusses a topic that you think would interest me, I want to know. Write it down for safekeeping. Be precise, mind you. Nothing lost in translation.”

I set the book down, glad to get it out of my hands. “I don’t need a notebook for that. Can’t I just tell you?”

“No, you cannot just tell me,” she growled. She snatched up the book, pried open my hand and slammed the book into my palm. “Use your head, girl. Today is the last day of class before Break.”

“Oh, yes.” The purpose of Break was to give the senior class time in which to complete the essay portion of the Final Exam. It counted for fifty percent of our final score and the Teachers graded it blindly, so as not to show favoritism. To ensure accurate results, senior students were given complete autonomy from Teachers during Break. With the Senatorial seat open, autonomy this year would be more important than ever.