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PROLOGUE

Somewhere in the middle of the Black Rock Desert, Nevada. Two men stand completely oblivious to the thunderstorm and heavy rainfall raging on outside the sturdy bunker they are to admire the work they've just accomplished. "We finally did it," one of the men says, as if his mind hasn't yet fully grasped the fact that everything is successful. "After all these years, we succeeded." "Yes, we've changed the world," replies the other man, looking at his friend with nothing but love and admiration incomparable in his eyes, "and it was all thanks to your absolute genius, vision and tenacity too." And he means every word of that statement. Truth is, his friend really has crossed every boundary in existence- legal, moral, and religious- to accomplish what have been deemed a mission impossible by the rest of the world; and for that, he can never stop respecting him. Silence ensues between the two men again as the first m

Chapter 1

16 years laterChicago, Illinois."I'm sorry Miss Gates but I have no choice but to give you a C-minus," says the bald man as he looks at the black girl in front of him with what many may term as sympathy, but anyone who knows Mr. Goldstein well will know that he doesn't do sympathy."But Mr. Goldstein, I worked on this with all my God-given energy," Mia repeats for what seems to be the gazillionth time that morning. "You and I know without a doubt that I deserve an A for this.""I will be honest, your essay was an A-plus material," he replies as he gets up from his seat to start searching through the books on his shelf for nothing in particular. Truth is, he just really wants to do something, anything to get away from the murderous stance Mia has assumed since she arrived in his office that morning. "However, the fact also remains that the instruction clearly stated that the assignment was to be completed

Chapter 2

Dinner is one of the few times the family is able to get together during the weekdays and despite her loner personality, Mia savors every moment with her parents. Foster parents, to be exact.It still sometimes gets hard for Mia to believe but she's actually the adopted daughter of Sam and Regina Gates. Okay, not that hard really if one is being critical. They're both fair-skinned and she's black; and to top it, Regina is allergic to macadamia nuts and Sam to peanuts but Mia just can't seem to have enough of those two.But whichever way it is, the Gates loves Mia like their own biological daughter and she doesn't hold any memory of having another parent or being in the orphanage. One of the perks of being adopted when you were just six months old, she always said to herself.At the table that night, Sam is droning on about his day at work as usual and Regina is listening to him; or pretending to, as the case may be.Sam wo

Chapter 3

Tekna, thinks Mia as she stares intently at the laptop in front of her. The word has been hovering in her mind for hours now but she never seems to be able to make any sense of it; developing into some sort of enigma for her ever since she accidentally overheard it the previous night when her parents thought she was asleep.However, finally admitting that her mind is obviously not going to get her anyway, Mia turns to the one thing everyone does when they're confused: the internet. She puts her hands to the keyboard and is about to start typing when she realises that she doesn't even have the slightest idea how the word is spelled. Goddammit! She groans.After some minutes of ruminating over it, she finally decides on a speech-to-text search method instead.

Chapter 4

Mia walks through the front door and her resolve to try as much as possible to get through the night normally crumbles. Who am I kidding? She groans within herself. It's obvious I don't have what it takes to accommodate these people all night long. Mia desperately wished in her heart of hearts after Dana left her house that time will just stop and everyone will get stuck on a day like Tuesday. To be honest, it's not that she loves school that much. In fact, she despises it as much as the next person. But at least in class, no one's trying to get her attention or cajoling her into something that's practically impossible for her to achieve. Unfortunately, Mia's no time controller and so, Friday rolls in just like every other day. "Don't look so gloom,

Chapter 5

He taps his fingers rhythmically on the chestnut table and hums a tune along with it. Boredom; that's his problem, and there's really nothing more he can do to keep it at bay than what he's doing at that moment.There was a time when I was busy, he remembers, when I had a lot to do than my time could afford. But those days are long gone behind him now, remaining back in his youth when he still aspires to be more. Now, he has it all: fame, fortune, age, and of course, a lot more time than he can possibly do anything with.He finally stops the tapping but only to begin arranging and rearranging the contents on his table for no particular reason nor aim.Thing is, even till then, a lot of people still marvel at the way he seems to have everything that can be had in

Chapter 6

"I swear I'll never do that again in my life," groans Mia as she wakes up to her head throbbing. The throbbing is accompanied by a really heavy headache, but compared to the assault that knocked her out, it's just a lovetap;and for that, she's thankful.She finally pries open her eyes to see that she's in her room, wearing her pajamas, and from the looks of things, quite comfortable in bed.How the hell did I get home? Mia asks herself. She remembers the party and how Andrew got on her nerves- she's still considering murdering him in retaliation for that- She also remembers her indiscriminate drinking, the pain that threatened to take her life, and finally, the merciful blackout that saved her from it all.But try as she can, she just can't seem to remember anything after

Chapter 7

“You know him?!” That’s the first thing that Mia thinks to shout after her initial shock. Now, she knows that most people will begin with questions like "What in the world just happened?" or "Where the hell did you learn to kill like that?" or something else along those lines.But Mia has never claimed to be like most people.“Yes,” Regina replies, a bit confused at her choice of question. “Andrew’s a friend.”“Wait, you’re friends with this demon?!” she shouts again. How the hell can Andrew be friends with Sam and Regina? She thinks and almost gives in to the temptation of murdering the boy who is her nemesis there and then.“Look, I know you have so many questions but I just heard those guys radio in for reinforcement,” Andrew says, cutting into Mia’s thoughts. “I suggest we leave before they arrive.”“No

Chapter 8

We must be going at a death speed, thinks Mia as the car whizzes in and out of traffic. It's only a suspicion that she’s fairly certain is true, but she doesn’t dare to take a look at the speedometer for the fear of confirming it.By then, Mia half-expects the cops to be on their tail but none of them are in sight. Then, she realises that virtually no cop car can keep up with the Ferrari’s speed. Their pursuers, on the other hand unfortunately, has no trouble keeping up; her interval glances confirming it.“Relax already, Gates!” Andrew suddenly shouts at her from behind the wheels. “Your incessant movement is distracting me.”“Those guys are still following us,” she returns as if the past hour isn’t enough to tell him that.“Don’t worry, they can’t catch up, and they won’t want to draw unnecessary attention to themselves by shooting at us,” Andrew assures h

Chapter 9

Mia dries herself with the lone towel in the bathroom before putting on her new outfit of blue jeans coupled with a cream top; and a frown spreads across her face. Her clothes; they fit; perfectly.How could Andrew have known my size? Mia wonders as she steps into the room to see him sprawl across the bed with a magazine in hand; his black jeans, grey top, and blue sports jacket adorning his body excellently. He has opted for a pair of leather boots instead of sneakers like her.The receptionist is nice enough to send up an extra bed to their room and even follows it up herself to make sure it’s delivered to the right room; although Mia finds her motive for doing so questionable.Thing is, throughout the set-up, she does nothing but send not-so-subtle sensual looks at Andrew and Mia almost gives in to the urge to barf at the sight of it. He’s an overbearing, narcissistic teenager, you moron! She mentally shouts at the woman.

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