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

“Yeah. Wasn’t in school. Didn’t do school. Couldn’t. But had a security bot after me more than once and sometimes actual militia.” Kaeva shrugged.


Eddie mulled the new information over, his eyes narrow as he studied Kaeva. He grunted, smacking his lips. “Only counts if you timed yourself.”


“So you were faster than the response units. Huh.” Eddie climbed to his feet and shoved the empty gel pack in his pocket. “I know you have religious issues with hot drinks, but you got anything else on you to wash that down?”


Kaeva threw Eddie a canteen. Eddie missed. Picked up the canteen. Drank. Threw it back. “So when you say ‘examine you,’ we talking full-on anal probing or what?” He grinned.


“You’re a sick kind of fuck,” Kaeva observed.


“Don’t care about your kicks. Care about your legs. Move ‘em. We’re burning daylight.” Kaeva put his back to Eddie and struck out again toward the medical center.


Chapter 34