Chapter 29

“Breaking news: just last week, we had the respectable Mr. Anderson to praise his efforts. Little did we know that the driyns, as they have come to be tagged, had something else up their sleeves. Two of Mr. Anderson’s coworkers on the advanced DRIYN BOT program turned up dead during the early hours of the morning. Mr. Louis Chang and Mr. Derek Wickers were left decapitated right in front of their workplace. The following images may be graphic, and the public is advised to prevent children from…”

As if the day before wasn’t mind-numbing enough, all Mitchell’s hands could do was swipe her face. She recognized this rage, she knew it had to be retaliation, a dire but foolish display of rebellion, and she knew just who did it. She quietly peeled herself out of George’s embrace way before the sun could think of coming out, battling the self-imposed guilt from her father’s passing. In a feeble attempt to distract her thoughts, she put on the TV and sunk herself into the living room s