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The Inexplicables (The Clockwork Century #4) Free Falling

Foxes, Kullen said, and the room turned icy.

This okay? Liam asked, both to her and Alice.The reporter nodded, merely crossing the next two questions off her list.

Because of Low (Sea Breeze #2)

Her next questions were about Zu’s color classification and what she could do. It led naturally into a bigger question. Were you sent to a camp by your parents, or were you picked up?I made my father’s car—I killed its engine by mistake. It was an accident. Up until then I had only ruined a few lamps. My alarm clock. They were talking about...terrorists, I think, they were saying that they thought IAAN was because of terrorists and that they should leave as soon as possible to go back to Japan. I got upset and—I didn’t have a good control. I fried the engine, and cars hit us. My mom’s pelvis was broken. After she got out of the hospital, she insisted I go back to school that next Monday. It was the first Collection.The Collections were a series of pick-ups kept secret from children. If parents felt threatened by their children, or thought they were a danger to themselves or to others, they sent them to school on specific days and the PSFs picked them up.

Desolation (Jokers Wrath MC #4)

You mentioned you can control your abilities now. How did you learn to?Zu shrugged. Practice. Not being afraid of them.

What would you say to people who feel that letting Psi kids learn to control their abilities endangers others?

She made her patented Are you kidding me? face. Most kids only want to control them so they can feel normal. Why would I want to fry every light switch or phone I touch? Every computer? There are kids who abuse it, maybe, but most of us...we’re more dangerous if we can’t control it, and everyone can learn if you give them time.Okay, good. Pacific ran parallel to Gaffrey, one block east.

Do you— Abby began, but Jesse’s call-waiting beeped.It was Scarlett. Thanks, Abby, call you back! he said in a rush and clicked over. Oh my God, Scar, where are you? I’ve been—

Twisted (Pretty Little Liars #9)

He shut up. Her voice was all wrong: sad and resigned. She told him she loved him, and he knew, he knew something terrible was happening.I’m in a long black Mercedes on the corner of Seventh and Pacific— she started to say, and then the phone call was abruptly cut off.

Fear seemed to pulse through all of Jesse’s extremities like a jolt of adrenaline. He was still on Gaffrey, but he took his eyes off the road to check the map on his phone, which was incredibly dangerous and stupid. Then he topped that by cutting across two lanes of traffic to take a screeching left onto First Avenue, speeding a block east to Pacific Avenue. He turned right and leaned forward, craning his neck, looking for a Mercedes.In some parts of Los Angeles, finding a single Mercedes might have been impossible, but this area was San Pedro’s answer to a commercial district: Chinese food and liquor stores and Laundromats. He didn’t see any Mercedes.

Jesse was just beginning to despair when he had to stop at a light on Pacific. Oncoming traffic had the green, with a left-turn arrow, and Jesse spotted a weird-looking black car, sort of halfway between a limo and a sedan. It was turning left, trying to get off Pacific Ave. He saw the Mercedes logo on the grill and, without really thinking it through, pressed his foot on the gas.He wasn’t flooring it, and the Mercedes wasn’t going very fast, but Jesse’s airbag still popped as the Lexus’s bumper hit the side of the Mercedes, just in front of the passenger seat. His head snapped back and forth, but he was already unbuckling and tipping himself out of the car when the driver of the Mercedes stepped out with a handgun raised. Disoriented, Jesse pulled his own gun and crouched, duckwalking to the back door of the Mercedes.

He tugged it open, and a gunshot instantly whipped past his ear. He half-stood and peeked through the window into the car.The shot had come from a bodyguard-looking man who lay on his back on the floor of the car. Scarlett was in the seat closest to the door, facing backward. There was also an old man lying halfway across the seat, partially tipped off it. Jesse’s quick impression was of a turtle trying to right itself.

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