“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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Fear 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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Anticipating the future 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,… — 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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Betrayal 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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Desert 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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Anger 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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Embarrassment 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.… — Cate Campbell Beatty Difficult times 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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Computers 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… — Cate Campbell Beatty Books Copy Share Image
