by Jessica N. Lane on 2018-02-07
It's simple really. People are either good, or they aren't. They either follow the rules, or they break them. And those who break the rules are punished. See? Simple. Until it wasn't anymore. Cecilia is an enforcer trained at The Academy from the time she was eight after being orphaned and found living on the streets of a post-apocalyptic America. She has just turned eighteen, which means it is time for her to complete her first solo mission. If she fails, she can never return to The Academy. She must capture the thief Cassius -a man who seems to think of himself as a modern-day Robin Hood- and bring him back to The Academy to face his punishment. It's a task she soon learns is easier said than done. When right becomes wrong, and wrong turns out to be right, will duty or love prevail, and who will be left standing in the aftermath?
“So The Academy is sending the rookies after me now? Must be since the usual suspects are nowhere in sight. Gotta hand it to the pigs though, they're usually better at staying out of sight until they want me to know that they're there. Oh man, I should probably be insulted that they sent you, but I'll make an exception since I was in need of a laugh.”
I glowered up at him. “You wouldn't be saying that if I'd had a second longer to grab my tranquilizer,” I said threateningly, my voice a little hoarse from just having my windpipe nearly crushed.
“And you wouldn't be saying anything anymore if I wasn't such a nice guy,” he shot back, tapping a finger against my side –where his knife had just been a second ago- meaningfully. I swatted his hand away from me, cursing the butterflies that fluttered in my stomach in response to him touching me to the deepest pits of Hell. “I wouldn't count on being so lucky the next time if I were you. Rule number one in battle, Sweetheart, never hesitate. Don't they teach you anything in that clone factory people like you get shipped off to as soon as you can walk besides how to empower a dictator, and crush any semblance of resistance against her so-called rules?” Cassius scoffed. He backed away from me a step before turning his back on me to continue down the alley the same way I'd come.
“Hey wait!” I called out to him, jogging slightly to keep up when he didn't stop.
“As great as your company has been, Sweetheart,” he said sarcastically, responding to my scowl with a mischievous smirk. “I have something I need to go do.”
“Oh, you mean like steal from more people? Yeah right! Like I'm actually just gonna stand back, and let you get away with that.”
“First of all, if by steal you mean give people back what's rightfully theirs? Then yes, I'm about to go steal the fuck out of some shit. And second, you can't really stop me. I mean, you can try, but we both kind of just saw how well that worked out for you. Tell that overlord of yours to send me more of a challenge next time. Unless of course your plan was to seduce me over to the dark side rather than actually fight me. In which case, I'd be more than willing to give that a go.” His emerald orbs took their sweet time trailing down my form.