I wonder how they'll kill me. The Co-Governors have already called me a rebel, a terrorist, and a detriment to modern society, and a bullet-proof one at that. Will they burn me? Electrocute me? Toss me into a nuclear reactor? All because my people wanted lower taxes.

-Dahlia Michaels from her prison cell, October 20th, 2175 CE

EVE COULDN'T TELL if Teth was sleeping or merely resting his eyes. His fingers were curled into fists near his knees, but his breathing ...