UnWholly (Unwind Dystology 2)
The reporters don’t get close enough to stick microphones in Hayden’s face, but they don’t have to. In spite of the Juvies’ attempt to spirit him into the transport van, he shouts loud enough for everyone to hear.
“We are not just AWOLs! We are not just parts! We are whole human beings—and history will look back on these times in shame!”
They shove him and the other kids into the van, but before they slam the door, Hayden shouts, “To the new Teen Uprising!”
Then the van carries them away.
“Way to go, Hayden,” says Connor. “Way to go!”
The news briefly reports on the plane that got away, but as that’s an embarrassment to the Juvies, not much is said. At first they had forced a plane to land in Dallas, thinking it was the AWOL Dreamliner, but it turned out to be a passenger flight from Mexico City. There have been unconfirmed reports of a plane going down in a California lake, but nothing further is said. Connor suspects the plane that went down is the Dreamliner—and as much as he’d like to see Starkey at the bottom of a lake, Connor hopes the storks survived the crash. That would be more AWOLs who got away from the Juvies.
Damn Starkey! He brought the Juvies down on them, then took half the weapons, hijacked their only means of escape, and left everyone else high and dry. And yet as much as Connor wants to blame it all on Starkey, he can’t help but feel the brunt of the blame. He was the one who trusted Starkey to begin with, allowing him to amass power among the storks.
When it’s clear that the news has moved on to other subjects—weather woes and celebrities behaving badly—Connor turns off the TV. “Nine thirty. Almost time to move on.”
“Actually, there’s one more thing I want to show you before we go.” Lev goes to the room’s computer and pulls up, of all things, a website for hot tubs.
“Uh . . . sorry, Lev, I’m not in the market for a Jacuzzi.”
Lev is stymied for a moment, until Connor notices the mistake. “YouTube has an e at the end.”
“Duh!” Lev types it over. “I was never good at keyboarding.”
He tries again and this time gets it right. Lev clicks on a video, and Connor’s heart just about stops. It’s yet another news interview with Risa.
“I don’t want to see it.” Connor reaches to turn it off, but Lev grasps his wrist.
“Yes, you do.”
And although the last thing Connor wants to see is another sales pitch for unwinding, he gives in, bracing himself for whatever he’s about to see.
He can tell right away from the look on Risa’s face that she has a single-minded determination she didn’t have in the other interview he saw.
He watches in amazement as, in less than two minutes, she blasts Proactive Citizenry, the Juvies, and unwinding so completely there’s no doubt which side she’s on. The show’s anchorman is left scrambling to pick up the pieces.
“They were blackmailing her!” Connor feels his eyes get moist. He knew there had to be an explanation, but he had become so jaded against everyone and everything, he was willing to believe that Risa had chosen to heal herself at everyone else’s expense. Now he’s ashamed of himself for thinking that.
“Proactive Citizenry has already released a statement denying it,” Lev tells him. “They claim she’s the one who used them.”
“Yeah, right. Let’s hope nobody’s stupid enough to believe them.”
“Some people are, some aren’t.”
Connor looks to Lev and smiles, realizing that getting tranq’d kind of put a damper on their reunion. “It’s good to see you, Lev.”
“Same here.”
“What’s with the hair?”
Lev shrugs. “It’s a look.”
They hear a car pulling up in the sales office parking lot. Time to go.
“So what do we do now? Lev asks. “I’m kind of AWOL from the Anti-Divisional Resistance. . . .”
“The ADR has become useless. If the best they can do is send AWOLs to a holding pen for the Juvies, then something’s not working. Someone needs to rethink things.”
“Why not you?” Lev suggests.