ACCUSATION (Book One of The Criminogenic Trilogy 1) Read Online Free Page B

the Shannon incident, and there was still no sign of any danger in his life.  He didn’t need to draw any attention to himself.  The last thing that he wanted was Bulldogs sniffing around him.  His happiness was short lived when he looked up and saw that Giselle was still in his class.  He was sure that the D.A.E would have done something about her by now. He had reported her ages ago.
    The classroom was abuzz with excitement, the weather had become warmer, and the spirits were high.  There was always excitement on a Friday, but today just seemed different.  There must be something in the air today, thought Peter.  There were no incidents in class either, another sign that he was in the clear and that the weekend would go smoothly.  He liked boring weekends, where he could read and relax without the fear of anything too thrilling happening.  
    During class, he noticed that Calvin and Giselle had switched seats, and were sitting together now.  That isn’t a bad thing at all, thought Peter, Calvin is the perfect citizen, and he’ll lead her back on the right path. 
    After class, Peter stepped outside into the blaring heat. It was a perfect afternoon to have a few drinks in the shade, but Peter didn’t know anyone who would want to join him.  Sauntering home, Peter had gotten lost in thought – it wasn’t until he felt a cool hand on his shoulder that he snapped out of his daydream.
    “Peter, darling!” The high-pitched drawl came from a well-dressed woman, who had been trying to get his attention for a while. “Didn’t you hear me calling?”
    “Oh!” Peter exclaimed, “I’m sorry Beatrice, but I didn’t.” A fresh flush of red went to his cheeks. The very last person that he wanted sniffing around was Beatrice.
    She waved him away, amused; “You are joining us this summer at the club again, aren’t you?”  Beatrice wasn’t a woman who anyone would disagree with.  Being married to the director of the D.A.E meant that she was not to be reckoned with, and few dared to try.
    “Of course!” Peter replied, almost too quickly. “I wouldn’t miss another summer in the gardens at all.”
    “That’s what I thought,” she cooed; false smile painted onto her tightened face. “I’ll reserve your plot for you in the meantime.” 
    Peter nodded, thanking her for her time before he tried to leave the uncomfortable encounter as quickly as possible.  Before he could, she shouted back to him, “Oh and Peter! Next time, be sure to pay attention.  You don’t want any Bulldogs sniffing around you.”
    Her final jeer sent shivers down his spine. He knew that everyone was aware of his involvement with a Would.  He knew that he would have the mark of this indiscretion on him for the rest of his life.  He just needed to be sure that he kept to himself, kept to the rules, and made sure that he stayed unnoticed.  Exasperated, Peter decided that he needed that afternoon drink, company or not. 
    ***
    Giselle and Calvin walked hand in hand through the park alongside the University.  It had been a few weeks since she was first introduced to Evelyn, and she still couldn’t get off of her cloud.  The new information that she had and the people she had met, had welcomed her with open arms.  Embracing her as one of their own, Giselle had started spending more of her time sneaking around Zone 3 under the cover of darkness.  Learning the secrets of this unlikely band of outcasts.  For the first time since before her father’s detainment, Giselle felt free again. 
    Being a part of the Foresworn was a risk, but Giselle was willing to risk everything to rid the world of the D.A.E.  This was exactly what the Foresworn was striving to do; they were banding together under the guise of volunteer work, to try to reignite the fire that once burned.  Trying to restart the Uprising – trying to restore order the way that they saw it.
    Giselle and Calvin were blissfully unaware of the tail they had attracted.