Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
This new squad seems to be on the other end of the spectrum. First, I’m having a hard time accepting that a bunch of kids had practically taken over, though that wasn’t really the case. From what I have gathered, Lyon, the new head, has his own way of training future members.
Their age isn’t the issue; most of us started as soon as our abilities were confirmed, and neither is it the fact that most of them are females. It’s the fact that they seem less…. What is the word I’m looking for? Pliable? I guess.
The kid had done in a few days what it had taken us two years to achieve. Not because we couldn’t have gotten there had we used the same tactics, we just weren’t allowed to. Dad was big on us not doing the things the enemy does and, therefore, becoming like the thing we hate. Lyon doesn’t seem to live by that same rule of thumb.
I had picked up on Lyon’s murderous aura the first time we met, and that was through a screen, so I can only imagine. I’m not a mind reader or I could’ve handled it long ago. I have the ability to see things and to even share things with those close to me through my mind, but I can’t pick a name out of someone’s head.
The one Lyon calls Mengele didn’t even try; she just went right for the jugular. I guess it’s a sign of youth that impatience. Even Dad seemed a bit impressed when he received the report and had to concede that this new way of doing things seemed to be more effective.
I’m almost ashamed that it has taken us this long on our end while the women handled it with such ease in less than a fraction of the time. I wonder, though, if Lyon realized what he was unleashing. If someone that young was given free rein now, what would the future look like?
She’d wasted no time; she just got right down to it, which leaves me with the question of her abilities. Lyon has been keeping her well hidden since he took over. Even in our briefings, her name never came up, though we knew there was a new program involving kids; that’s all we were told.
Dad was all for it since he, too, had worked with kids, myself included, in some capacity. But there was a limit to what he’d allow us to do or get involved in. From what I have seen the last few days, Lyon placed no such limitations on the kids in his squad, though Hank’s description of what was going on on that island was confusing. It sounds to me like the father and daughter were playing a cat-and-mouse game with each other.
I was all set to deal with Jack myself now that we had the information, but it seems the kid has a different idea, so I can only sit back and watch. I’d asked only one thing, and that was to not involve my wife any further. Not because I doubted her ability to do it, but because she’s now pregnant, so all bets are off.
I don’t care how strong she thinks she is; she’s not putting herself and our children in danger. Once the children are born, we’ll revisit the issue since she seems hellbent on sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong. Another testament to the way things have changed; Mom never got involved in anything to do with the organization and was kept pretty much in the dark for the past half-century.
None of my children have my abilities, something I was very thankful for in the past because I know the strain that can come with special powers as they were. I never wanted that hell for any of them. Now, my new fear is that one or more of the new babies might not be so lucky.
JACK
Something is very wrong. It’s been days since I heard anything from Jessica, and that’s not like her. We usually keep in touch at least once a day after she leaves to go back to the apartment. I’m afraid to get in touch with the boss to let him know of my fears because that could end very badly for me unless, of course, he had something to do with her sudden disappearance.
Then again, if he’d been the one to take her, I would’ve been forewarned. I knew he was getting a bit frustrated because things were taking as long as they had, but this was a big deal after all, one of the biggest jobs we’d been trusted with, which made it all the more annoying that we hadn’t gotten anywhere.
If I didn’t know better, I’d have sworn that Mark Wilson was always one step ahead of me. No matter what I set in motion, he never fell into my trap, and Jessica had even less luck because he tended to stay away from her at every turn. Even when we blindsided him, he always seemed to find a way out.