he listened to his hunger , as it told him what to do . he jumped his highest and best , slapping a hand onto the rock . the scales of his hand found a way to grip the polished stone , leaving him hanging there by his palm . he released his hold , falling back to the top step . a collective groan rose from the crowd , and he heard some say he had given up already

'' i know you had the best intentions . '' '' and you know . '' anna went on '' you can help stephen . the jefferieses are pressing hard , helped along by what parker thinks is a corporate spy within the garrison organization . '' her lips twisted . '' for a while parker-and i guess stephen , as well-thought i was the spy

'' did my mother have the tearline ? '' '' no , but she knew you did . her entire life 's work centered on preparing you for your destiny . she must have told you something about it ? '' eureka 's chest tightened . '' once she told me never to cry . '' '' it 's true we do n't know what would happen if you really cried

he tries the front door , but it is locked , so he goes around the back and climbs through an upper window . it takes his eyes a moment to adjust to the dimness of the place , and then he sees the figure in the corner , wrapped in a tarp , shivering . he walks over to the shaking man , whose eyes are closed in a sickly delirium , whose bootless feet obtrude from under the edge of the
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