In the wake of several near-cataclysmic events, humanity created the Cure, a DNA-altering antidote to death by disease and old age. But all cures come with side effects: a small percentage of the population develops a wide range of powers, some lethal to others and some lethal to the wielder.<br><br>These people are called the Estranged, hunted and shunned, safe only on the Island of Exile. It is here that Kaeva and Eddie meet ... and where they set a prophecy in motion, quite possibly sealing their own demise, and even the end of Exile.

Breaker

Rivet grinned. “Absolutely. When you believe in magic, magic happens. Didn’t your mother ever tell you that?”


“So this cell you stole…” Eddie stopped, pretended to correct himself, “I mean, found…”


Rivet nodded. “Exactly. Is the thing that turns something improbable into possible. And if you don’t mind doing some pedaling, I can get you where you need to go.”


“And you said this place was where again?”


“South,” Rivet said. “And east.”


“I see.” Eddie crossed his arms over his chest and eyed Rivet. “That could mean just about anywhere. So how far away is it?”


Once again Rivet shrugged. “About twelve hours by cab.”


Eddie nodded at the Power Rider. “I’m not thinking that thing is going to go quite as fast as a cab.”


“Bah.” Rivet pulled on the machine, and it moved surprisingly smoothly considering it looked as though it weighed a ton. “Two days. Three, tops. Besides, we won’t be on the grids. This thing can off-road like nobody’s business.”


Chapter 17