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

“Don’t fucking touch me,” Kaeva commanded.


“All right, all right. Jesus.” Eddie stood and shuddered under the blanket. “You’re the one with the knife, you know.”


“Yes. I am.” For some reason that made Kaeva feel better. The radio in the bag’s mesh pocket squawked.


“Control to intake, over,” a voice said.


Kaeva yanked out the radio and hit the button. “Intake, over.”


“We’re getting energy spikes in the Barrier near your location.”


“And this is me telling you I told you so, over.”


There was a brief silence. “Kaeva?” A woman spoke. “This is Mithra. What’s your status, over.”


Kaeva heaved a silent sigh of relief. Mithra. Sanity. “Intake’s here. Preparing to get him to Med, over.”


“Whoa,” Eddie interrupted. “Intake? Wait, what? “


“Hush,” Kaeva said in aside to Eddie, who thankfully smacked his lips shut for the first time since they’d met.


Chapter 31