There are no practice runs, no training, and no way out. Miki has only the guidance of secretive but maddeningly attractive team leader Jackson Tate, who says the game isn't really a game, that what Miki and her new teammates do now determines their survival, and the survival of every other person on this planet. She laughs. He doesn't. And then the game takes a deadly and terrifying turn.
"I-"
"Lean on me." Not an offer this time, an order.
I scoot over and lean my weight against his arm.
"Not like that." He shifts both of us around until my back's against one side of his chest, my head lolling sideways onto his shoulder, our legs stretched out in front of us, side by side. Not perfect on the comfort score, but better than it was a minute ago. He rests his chin lightly on the top of my head and tells me, "Sleep."
"What about you?"
"I'll keep watch. I've been doing this long enough that I don't need rest while we're on a mission."
"What about Luka and Tyrone?"
"They won't need to rest, either. You're still getting used to the jumps. By the next mission or the one after that, you'll be like us. A robo-soldier." And there it is again, that thread of humor, like he's laughing at himself.
"Is that supposed to reassure me? 'Cause I gotta tell ya, thinking about upcoming missions doesn't exactly thrill me."
I jump when his hands settle on my shoulders. Then I sigh as he kneads my muscles. Long fingers. Strong hands. Some of my tension slips away.
Eve Silver lives with her gamer husband and sons, sometimes in Canada, but often in worlds she dreams up. She loves kayaking and sunshine, dogs and desserts, and books, lots and lots of books. Watch for the first book in Eve's new teen series, THE GAME: RUSH, coming from Katherine Tegen Books, June 2013. She also writes books for adults.
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