Author:
Alex McGilvery has been reading since before he can remember, and writing almost that long. He has published 18 books and is author and editor at his imprint Celticfrog Publishing. He lives in Kamloops with his dog and the stories clawing their way out of his head.

When age rules the country, it’s hard to be young.

Trey runs away from the youth reserve, sure he’s no more than spare parts for a father he barely remembers. The Council of Elders has its own questions about the him. When Trey find the Underground and joins the fight to give rights back to the Youngers, he starts a chain of events beyond anyone’s control.

Generation Gap

Trey dragged himself to his feet and felt Lizzy pass him a knife. He straddled Lizzy and eyed the Molloy in front of him. 


"My father wanted a son to love, not to become a monster."


Red gasped behind him, she was in trouble. He swiveled and saw the last Molloy, finally silent, his hands around Red's neck. She was punching his face, with no effect.  Trey hurled the knife at the Molloy, but it hit flat and dropped to the floor. 


"Watch out," Lizzy rasped a warning from below him.


Trey stepped backward inside the blow. He grabbed the baton-wielding Molloy's arm and pivoted adding momentum to the blow, then twisted away. The Molloy staggered back and Trey's kick registered square in the chest. It was just enough to send him back against the bed. He tried to catch himself, but the baton touched the bed rail. The arc of electricity blinded Trey for a second, and he staggered back, tripping over Lizzy. The Molloy fell twitching the floor.


Chapter 71: Evil Has A Face, Part 3