Along the outer walls were doors, five each side. Across the back wall were plush chairs and couches upon which sat the rest of the members of my team. Each of which were looking very relaxed. In the shadows to the right stood an armed guard dressed in black and toting a Robinson XCR assault rifle, to the left the same. Both were on edge as evidenced from their profuse sweating and rapid heartbeats. A lesser concerned pair of gentlemen sat at a table a few feet in front of Veronica and me. Veronica led me to the table. She presented her right forearm. "Veronica Stace and Ethan Castel are here to check in." The eldest of the two soldiers at the table removed a needle containing a vividly yellow substance from a small metal case. The needle was inserted into Veronica's arm injecting her with the liquid. Discarding the needle to his partner, who placed it into a heavy looking yellow box at his feet; he reached into the case and presented another as he motioned for my arm. Instinctively, I withdrew my arm.
What do You think about Created (Book 1 Of The Created)?
