Sneak (Swipe Series)
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“Apocalyptic dystopian fiction at its best. Angler’s sharp wit and dexterity with political themes are matched only by the thrilling suspense on every page.” ―Lis Wiehl, New York Times bestselling author and FOX News correspondent
In a future United States under the power of a charismatic leader, everyone gets the Mark at age thirteen. The Mark lets citizen shop, go to school, and even get medical care―but without it, you are on your own. Few refuse to get the Mark. Those who do . . . disappear.
Logan Langly went in to get his Mark, but he backed out at the last minute. Now he’s on the run from government agents who will stop at nothing to capture him. But Logan is on a mission to find and save his sister, Lily, who disappeared five years ago on her thirteenth birthday, the day she was supposed to receive her Mark.
Logan and his friends, a group of dissenters called the Dust, discover a vast network of the Unmarked, who help them travel safely to the capital city where Lily is imprisoned. Along the way, the Dust receives some startling information from the Markless community, opening their eyes to the message of Christianity and warning that humanity is now entering the End of Days.
When the Dust finally arrives in the capital, it seems that all their careful planning is useless against a government that will do anything to bend its citizens to its will. Can the gentle words Logan has found in a tattered, banned Bible really stand against the most powerful military the world has ever known? Can Logan even sacrifice his own freedom, choosing to act through faith alone?
Logan was hyperventilating now, listening to this. Involuntarily, he laid his head on the table, sighing audibly and feeling light-headed. The thought of Lily being blinded, burned, tarred and feathered . . . it was too much. For the first time, he wasn’t sure he could face what had been done to his sister. “It’s awful, no doubt,” Hans said. “There’s isn’t much of a way to sugarcoat it. And Tabby and I . . . we have a feeling all this might just be the beginning.” “What do you mean, ‘the
“And as a ‘tech wiz’ you are . . . ?” Shawn smirked. “Providing my services. And it’s not a tech wiz—it’s the Tech Wiz. The one and only.” Suddenly a Beaconer stormed up to the two of them. “Hey! Tech Wiz! What’s she got to do with our deal?” he whispered harshly. “Chill out, man. It’s done. We’re cool. You’re set.” The man glanced around uneasily. “How will I know it worked?” “You’ll know ’cause you’ll never get caught, that’s how.” Shifting on his feet, the man shot an uncomfortable look
and fight. “Logan is different. He’s onto something bigger than you or me or any of this. If you can’t see that, then there’s nothing for us to talk about.” Bridget turned her back to Andrew. He slinked away. And she went back to listening to the faint, comforting chatter of the shortwave radio beside her. 3 The next day, Logan and Peck and the rest of the Dust were brainstorming next steps, and for the first time in weeks, they were actually looking forward to them. “What do you think she’ll
Hailey had been friends with the missing boys, and just this fall, she’d been the source of a major falling-out between them. Now it seemed there wasn’t anything Hailey could do to avoid the gossip surrounding her, with some kids even wondering openly whether Hailey might have been responsible for Dane’s and Logan’s disappearance herself. “After all,” girls would whisper in the locker room behind her back, “the last anyone knows of Logan, he was on a date with her.” They were right, as it
was only a handful of Dust left down in the control room deep under Beacon; Peck, Blake, Tyler, Meg, Rusty, Hailey, Shawn, and Erin stood huddled around the old security feed of the fission reactor, monitoring any sign of movement from below. Erin and Shawn had hacked it together, turning it on for the first time in years. “So far, so good,” Blake said. “Yeah,” Erin agreed. “And you really think this’ll do the trick?” Peck asked. “You really think they’ll release the IMPS?” “Your guess is as