Beneath the façade of covert laboratories and military exploits, Saylor’s story twists further in this thrilling final installment of the Insurrection trilogy. Concealed identities. Puzzling truths. Cryptic alliances. Amid hasty exits and curious arrivals, Saylor pursues the answers haunting her conscience.
Dealing with the consequences of her decisions, will Saylor find herself invincible, or drawn even closer to Breame’s conniving promises? And with humanity’s existence at stake, will Saylor advance toward the brimming war, or succumb to the battle bubbling in her blood? Saylor must decide.
Humanity will always be worth fighting for.
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Excerpt from Indelible
Down the hall we strode, past several closed doors, into a bright white room filled with computer monitors, rolling poles, charts, tools on silver trays on rolling tables, and a thin hospital bed. Teams of lab coats worked throughout the room, muttering codes and words to each other, the likes of which I had no clue. Piotre pointed to the white mattress in the middle of the room, and a man in loose-fitting blue cotton clothing held out a hand for me to hold while I climbed on. He squeezed my hand and smiled. “We are rooting for you. Nothing to worry about.”
They hooked me up to monitors, clipped gadgets on my fingertips, while one lab coat warned me that the needle he was about to shove in my inner arm would “pinch just a bit,” but I knew better. That guy pinched and prodded both arms, taping needles into my skin, one line taking blood, the other giving fluid. Hearing the pulse of my rapid, chaotic heart brought me back to the medical ward of the Villa.
Closing my eyes, I heard Tucker’s voice amid the cacophony of staff bustlings. “You’ve got to work past whatever is holding you back,” Tucker had said. “Nevah queet, Saylah.”
Breame stood over me, wearing a set of light blue clothing similar to the others, a blue hat nestled against his forehead, a white paper mask strapped over his mouth and nose, his gloved hands flung jauntily in the air at his shoulders. “Astounding work back there. I can’t wait to see what you’ll do next.”
“Shall we?” Those serene green eyes twinkled.
“As you said. It’s a rather good day to make history.”