#Book Blitz #Mimic ( The Prodigy Chronicles 2) by C.L. Denault#Dystopian #Sci-Fi @Xpresso Book Tours22/6/2021
Mimic
-- EXCERPT: “Gem.” I put my hand on her arm. “What did you see on that screen?” She raised her eyes to meet mine. “A prediction.” “Prediction?” I immediately thought of the gypsy seers that traveled between villages. They tagged alongside the musicians, setting up tables with rich fabrics and candles, coaxing a jingle out of anyone drunk enough to fall for their silky promises. “About my future?” “About your skill level.” Ignoring the food, Gem rested her arms on her folded legs and clasped her hands. “After the machine stopped, did you see the way that commander worked with the data?” “You mean, when he was spinning it around?” I made circles in the air with my fingers. She nodded. “Something about your frequency shut down the program, but he forced it into making a guess about your skill level. The prediction popped up on the screen.” “That’s the message you saw?” Again, she nodded. “What did it say?” She pressed her lips together, thinking. “Do you know anything about Callayo Roanoke?” I blinked. “A little. He was my great-great-something or other, I think, but—” I shook my head, confused. “What does that have to do with anything?” “He was like you, Will. He had telekinesis. Really strong telekinesis. He used it to keep London from being totally wiped out during the prodigy wars.” “Okay, but how does—” Waving her hands, she stopped me. “He was a Level Three prodigy. That’s the highest level on record. Anywhere.” Slowly, the tiger uncoiled in my belly. “Go on.” “His DNA frequency sets the standard for all programs—here, and across the sea. The parameters don’t go any higher, because no one thought . . . well, it’s just a guess, but . . .” I reached out and grabbed her shoulders. “What are you saying?” She took a deep breath. “The program thinks you’re a Level Four.” Thunder rumbled outside the window, but it was nothing compared to the sound of the tiger laughing in my ears. Her delight swept through me, followed by a strange sense of awakening. Something potent and powerful unfurled in my belly as she rose to all fours. Then her laughter faded, and Gem’s voice broke though. “—change the software and run the test again. If it’s true, Will, then everything has to be reconsidered.” Blood pounded in my ears. “Everything?” “Security, location, testing, even your betrothal contract.” Nausea set in. “What do you mean?” Peeling my hands off her shoulders, she held them tightly between us. “I mean that no one knows what you can do, and that could scare a lot of people. If Callayo Roanoke was able to save this city, you could easily be capable of . . .” She trailed off, the tiger finishing for her. Destroying it.
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