“No,” Joan vowed. She grabbed Bash’s shirt. “I don’t want this. Didn’t want this to happen.” Screams resonated. Bash continued quietly, “None of us do. That’s not up to us. We have to decide what we’re going to do with… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“There are many men who deserve to die, but they live. I can’t see the end, the purpose. Even wise men can’t. We can put a barrier, a wall, around ourselves, but try as we might, we can’t keep the… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“No,” Joan vowed. She grabbed Bash’s shirt. “I don’t want this. Didn’t want this to happen.” Screams resonated. Bash continued quietly, “None of us… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“The air delighted her nose—fresher and crisper compared to the air in the grimy ghetto, even better than in the city. She rubbed her… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“Joan now stood alone with him. Captain Nox was an excellent interrogator. Many of his colleagues relied on hidden cameras, tracking drones, and scanning… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“It was not that donors had no loyalty to each other, but they were not ashamed to betray a fellow donor. In its wisdom… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“During the night a fine, delicate summer rain had washed the plains, leaving the morning sky crisp and clean. The sun shone warm—soon to… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“Then his fingers trembled on her ankle—tightened around her foot. His head shifted, turning toward her. With a growl, she crashed the poker down… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“Her hand accidentally brushed up against his chest. She froze. His breathing remained steady and regular. He had not awoken. She was about to… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“There are many men who deserve to die, but they live. I can’t see the end, the purpose. Even wise men can’t. We can… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“With that Nox turned a knob. There was a delay, but that was how the machine worked. First it gathered information about the subject,… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“Joan spoke kindly, explaining patiently, as he always patiently explained things to her. “It’s like in that book you gave me, Jane Eyre. Jane… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
