We have thirty-four days before October 28th when CATALYST comes out. As thirty-four is my lucky number, I figure now is a great time to start posting teasers. So you will see below official teaser number one!
“There. The virus is gone,” Wyatt said flatly.
“Thank you so much. Thank you. I owe you for this. I . . .” He stopped at the stony look she sent him.
“You talked to Medusa today?”
Tom let out a breath. He’d blurted that out to her, hadn’t he? “Yeah, but—”
“How could you do that, Tom? What happens if someone finds out you’re still in contact with her?”
“Vik talked to me about this already. I know you guys had some chat—”
“Vik talked to you, and what, you forgot about everything he said immediately afterward? Or you just don’t care about what could happen to us?”
“No,” Tom protested. “Look, I can’t explain, but trust me, I can contact Medusa in a way that can’t get detected. Not by anyone.”
Wyatt stared at him. “You can’t even debug your own processor. How could you possibly manage to contact her without anyone finding out?”
“I’ve done it before.”
“And you’ve been caught before, too!”
What was going on today? Tom felt like he was getting everyone mad. “I can’t explain this to you, but you have to trust me. I won’t get caught. And . . . and, come on, Medusa saved our lives.”
“Do you remember where she saved our lives? Do you remember what we were doing? How is any person worth the consequences if you get caught talking to her again? This isn’t just about you.”
“I know that, but I also know I won’t get caught because . . . Well, Medusa and I, we’re . . .” He couldn’t explain to her that they were two of a kind, in their way. “We’re connected in a way that I can’t really explain to you. I know you don’t understand.”
Wyatt’s cheeks paled, her face like a thundercloud.
Tom thought about what he’d said. “Aw. Look, that sounded kind of . . .”
“Condescending?” Wyatt snapped, crossing her arms over her chest like she was hugging herself. “What, you think because I have trouble making friends and talking to people that I don’t get stuff like . . . like love or affection or people being connected . . .”
“That’s not what I meant at all.”