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Legacy (Alliance Book 3)
Book: Legacy (Alliance Book 3) Read Online Free
Author: Inna Hardison
Tags: Coming of Age, Action, diversity, Like Divergent, Dystopian Government
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Laurel were nowhere near trained enough, but he could tell they were becoming restless. Maybe it was being in this city that was doing it to them. He hoped that’s all it was.
    Brody demanded that somebody take him to that field with all the bones in it, but nobody wanted to go there again, not even Riley, so he finally took him, hoping the kid could take it, and Riley and Laurel both screamed at him for doing it afterwards. But he felt Brody had his reasons for asking, so he walked with him, slowly, not wanting to take the flier, and they didn’t say anything to each other the whole walk there. Brody stopped when he saw the first patch of black grass ahead of him and just stood there staring at it, panting.
    He put his arm around him then, telling him that it was all like that, so he could turn around now and they could go back, but Brody shook his head at him and after a while kept going farther and farther in, off the path, walking right into the field where all the bones were, and then knelt there in the charred grass looking at it for the longest time, not saying anything, not making a sound. He turned away from him, letting him be, and after a while, he heard his footsteps on the road behind him, Brody not saying a word until they were back in the city again.
    He stopped when the houses just started to get taller and looked at him, face serious, “I know how they did it, Drake, what happened to all these people... I think I know how they made them do this. It’s how Hassinger took control of my crew, only with my crew she used their implants because they have them, so it was easier to just connect through those. What I’m saying is, I think they found a way of basically making everybody have an implant, if they need to. They just had to find a way of disbursing a bunch of microscopic transmitters, the same kind they use for the soldier implants, or what Ams and Laurel have in them, and they can control anything then. I talked to Trelix and Loren and they didn’t even remember what they were doing when Hassinger had them like that... It’s like it wasn’t them doing it at all. Only if they have the ability to do this, it doesn’t make any sense for them to still be stealing people or torturing them like they did with Trina. If they could do anything they wanted to any of us with a push of a button, why would they need to do any of the other stuff, Drake? It just doesn’t make sense....”
    They picked up the pace some after that, and then Brody stopped abruptly, and leaned on the fence outside of a house they were passing, looking at him strangely, “I’ll catch up, Drake. I know where I am now. I’ll be right behind you,” and he put his head down. He could see he was breathing hard, his hands digging into the wood of the fence behind him. He ran over to him, Brody shaking his head, not wanting him to touch him for some reason. He seemed okay after a few minutes of this, looking up at him, eyes angry, “Why doesn’t anybody ever listen to me anymore? I said I’d catch up, Drake. I would have,” and he wouldn’t talk to him after that.
    He told Ella about it, Brody looking in pain like that, but she just smiled at him softly, “That’s why I wanted him to stay put for a week. It’ll take a bit of time for him to heal, and hiking for however long you did today wasn’t part of the recovery plan. But he’ll be all right. I’m surprised he made it all that way and back at all. I fully expected you to end up carrying him.”
    That was yesterday, and he remembered now why he thought of all of this, and what Brody said to him, why it suddenly seemed important. There was a lab in the holo they were looking at earlier with Stan that had something to do with these transmitter things, Neuro-Tech or something written on the door, but the people running it weren’t scientists, they looked military, only not like Brody’s boys, older, and their clothes were different. But they were definitely soldiers. He

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