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Even Rox's ability to heal has limits. Halo's efforts to save evolved ones is under threat by a new organization that isn't interested in operating from the shadows. AmLife is a biotech company leading research on genetic manipulation. They announced they're five years away from uncovering the genetic markers that activate evolved abilities, and their lead scientist, Dr Clifford Tusk, knows just the EO to help advance their efforts. Rox turns to Katherine for help, but she has her own crisis: Meita is missing. Rox joins the search for Meita just as Sam returns and AmLife shows up at Halo's doorstep. Rox realizes the only way to save all EOs is to go public, but once her secret is out, there's no turning back. The Evolved Ones Trilogy:In a world where humans are evolving, people are more curious than afraid. They look for answers from a handful of scientists who try to uncover why some develop abilities yet the vast majority do not. For most humans, it's an exciting time, but for Evolved Ones - EOs - it's a game of hide and seek that ends with far too many of their kind disappearing, permanently. Awakening (Book 1) was shortlisted for the Singapore Book Awards 2020 for Best Literary Work. Reviews from readers:Awakening is a wonderfully wild, action-packed story for those who like X-Men and/or military-type thrillers. This book is a must read! A true page tuner! The author left nothing on the table! I'd rate 5 stars for sure!!

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Publié par	Marshall Cavendish International
Date de parution	11 juin 2021
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9789814974714
Langue	English

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2021 Natasha Oliver
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To the woman who s got kids and a dream .
To the middle-aged woman brave enough to try something new .
To the woman who has failed but refuses to bow out .
CHAPTER ONE

AmLife
August 7th, 9:30pm EST
They have the money , Cliff! It s not easy funding your research all over the world, Harry said. Stop worrying, your name will be included.
Included? Is that what Harry thought? He was upset about inclusion? I have risked my life- Tusk squeezed the arms of his chair as he regained his composure.
They were dining at a popular establishment among the DC elite. An outburst was not necessarily out of the ordinary, but Harry had said he was trying to keep a relatively low profile tonight - not exactly an easy accomplishment when you're dining with one of the country s most well-known senators.
Listen, they have facilities everywhere. Pick a country and they ll even open an office there for you. The point is, there s no need for us to pay off the local authorities or manage the costs of rundown facilities on our own anymore. It s a win-win, Cliff.
It wasn t about the money. It was about trust! If Harry thought politicians were cut-throat, wait until he was on a team of scientists working towards a common goal. History only ever had the space to remember one person s name.
No more hiding or running from Katherine and her team. This will give us legitimacy, Cliff. Think about it.
Tusk didn t trust Dr Mallory Fined, the newly emerged leading scientist on evolved abilities - and his former assistant s aunt. He had gone to graduate school with Mallory, and while most of his classmates were taking on six-figure debts to follow their passions, Mallory wore designer outfits to class. Her backpacks were more expensive than the books she placed in them. But she was intelligent, and no one could take that from her. As much as Tusk and the others wanted her to be there because of her money or her family connections, the truth was, she was there because she deserved it, and that wound up Tusk even more.
Dr Fined went on to become the founder of a small biotech company that focused on genetic manipulation to reverse the effects of terminal diseases. Her company recently announced it was five years away from uncovering the genetic markers that activated evolved abilities. It was, of course, hyperbole, but the public didn t know that. The public couldn t understand that each human was different. They didn't want to hear there wasn t an easily identifiable and replicable pattern to evolved abilities, or that scientists were at least a decade from finding a trend that could then hopefully be extrapolated to the general population (or at least the evolved population).
Dr Fined had old money, plus new money from her biotech firm, and these combined to create an attractive fa ade. Tusk had worked with her kind before. She would come in, take over his research, use it to advance her own, and then take all the credit. Oh, sure, his name would be included , but only as a footnote a research student might mention somewhere in a thesis.
I don t trust her, Harry, Tusk said. And neither should you!
You don t trust anyone.
And neither should you. Have you asked her why all the secrets? Why didn t Leona just tell us in the beginning who her aunt was? That she was the head of AmLife? They re after my research, Harry.
Harry sat back as the sommelier approached and refilled his glass. Tusk rolled his eyes and waited. He expected Harry to fire back some banal defense for the Fineds; instead, he spun his wine glass around by its stem while it still sat on the table.
Harry-
How long have we been doing this, Cliff? Harry finally looked at him. Aren t you tired of the running? The cat and mouse chase?
It s about the science-
It s about the ego, Cliff. You and I both know that. But we re getting old now. Too old to be living on the edge like you ve been doing. Barely escaping Katherine s noose. Harry lifted his glass to his nose and inhaled before putting it back on the table. I want legitimacy, Cliff. And I know you do, too. We ve worked hard enough, and for long enough, hell, we deserve it. I ve started the process to close the remaining facilities that Katherine hasn t found.
Tusk ground his teeth to stop from launching across the table.
I ve made it so that you can finally step out into the light, Cliff. No more hiding in the shadows. No more facilities with unstable power supplies and local authorities we have to bribe.
Tusk s thoughts were circling too fast for him to focus on just one.
You are the lead scientist on Project Tomorrow. You. Not Fined or anyone else on her team. They all answer to you.
Yes, that was how things worked on paper, but sooner or later, he would be enveloped into her fold. He would have to use her systems and her scientists, her lab equipment and her engineers to build it, which meant all his designs, his research, his planning and findings would ultimately belong to AmLife.
Harry, Tusk began, but then Harry held up his left hand.
Hear me, out, Cliff. I m chair of the Science, Space, and Technology Committee. The subcommittee is submitting a proposal to us tomorrow afternoon that the National Science Foundation award AmLife a 75-milliondollar grant. Seventy-five million! That will secure their position as the company the country - no - the world looks to for understanding evolved abilities. There s no stopping that train, but you ... You are the congressionally appointed scientist with oversight. You approve the spending of that money, you approve the team members, you approve which of Fined s projects get pursued and to what extent.
Tusk sat back in his chair, completely unaware he had been leaning forward. His hand was shaking so much he would ve spilled his wine if his glass had been filled any higher, but his thoughts were circling too fast for him to notice.
What s the catch? It was the only question that really mattered, Tusk realized, and when Harry shrugged and gave him that politician smile, Tusk knew this arrangement had come at a high cost.
The research and findings belong to AmLife.
Tusk shook his head and then pushed his chair back. He was done. He would happily go back to a life on the run if it meant he got to keep his work. Harry had always been his financial backer, but he would find others. Any number of the organizations he had sold subjects to would support him, not to mention the few governments that had already approached him. He would find a way.
Sit down! Harry whispered sharply. We don t have a choice.
What do you mean we don t have a choice ?
I mean, you ve been gallivanting all around the world Taking what you want, eliminating what doesn t work for you. Harry chuffed. I can only help you so much. Katherine s on our asses, Cliff. And it s only a matter of time before she actually gets her hands on you, which means she ll finally have the proof she needs against both of us, and I can t have that. He sat back and lifted his glass like he was going to take a sip, but once again just inhaled it before putting the glass back down. I ve got people on Katherine, I ve got one of her associates somewhere no one can find her, but Cliff, for you, this is the best there is, and trust me, it s pretty damn good. You start with a clean slate. Clean you know what I m saying here?
In the pursuit of science, Tusk had broken a few laws. A lot of laws. It was necessary, and you know that.
Harry chuckled, and this time he did take a sip of his wine. Even a jury of your peers won t see it that way.
Harry was right. But this deal didn t feel right.
I need to know if you re alright with this because if not, I ve got about twelve hours to find a new congressionally appointed scientist.
This is not how I envisioned our dinner unfolding, Tusk said.
That s the thing, Cliff - things evolve.

Change of plans
August 7th, 10:30pm CST (-1 EST)
Rox watched the black and white images on the screen from the surveillance drone overhead. It was a simple, 2D image of white dots moving inside a transposed digital copy of the floor plan of the house it was flying over. Its purpose was only to show how many living heat signatures were inside. Right now, it showed three dots. There should have been four.
Rox looked over at Danny where he crouched beside her underneath the canopy of red oak trees that marked the perimeter at the back of the property. He didn t move, didn t flinch, didn t have an itch to