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ever get used to the sight of Whit Allgood materializing out of thin air.”
    “Out of a cockroach, actually,” Wisty points out.
    “Charming,” Janine answers, but she’s looking at me when she says it, and the softness of her voice makes my pulse speed up just a notch.
    “The door was locked,” Wisty explains. “Next time, give us the secret knock or whatever.”
    “Nah.” Emmett nods toward the broken bricks near the far wall. “See, what you do is, you make another door.”
    I grin and turn to Ross. “This is an awesome space, by the way.”
    “Thanks, man. Since the art ban was lifted, my tagging buddies don’t really come around, but The Tube’s got a history, you know? When you said you needed a space off the grid, it seemed perfect.”
    “Speaking of which, what’s the urgent news? Are you okay, Wisty?” Byron places a hand on her arm, then peels it off when he sees the look she gives him.
    “We’re fine,” I say. “But the City might not be. At least, not for much longer.”
    Wisty sighs. “It’s happening again. Kids are disappearing.”
    I can almost see my friends’ hearts sag with the news. It’s exactly what I’m feeling: We’re back here—already?
    Then Sasha jumps to his feet, all anger in action. “Do we know who did it? Do we know where they were last seen? Do we have names? There’s still time.”
    I shake my head. “Bloom didn’t tell us much of anything. Just the basics.”
    “And that we should be terrified of an attack at any time.” Wisty frowns.
    “Sounds like he knows how to talk like a politician,” Janine says, her jaw tightening. “Too bad it leaves us at ground zero for those little kids. Just like before.”
    The guilt I felt earlier washes over me again. I should’ve done something.
    “But it’s different now, right?” Ross cuts in. “There’s no New Order to fear. We have an elected Council now, and they can handle this. They’ll find out who did it.” He looks around the card table, wanting to believe. “Right?”
    I make myself meet his eyes. “The Council isn’t exactly… it isn’t what we thought it would be. There wasn’t a system in place to deal with something like this. It’s all talk and no action.”
    “Sounds familiar,” Janine says. “Action always starts at the ground level. That’s why we started the Resistance in the first place.”
    “It’s settled, then,” Sasha says, eager to move forward. “The Resistance returns, and we’ll grow it again. We’ll patrol the streets.”
    “Really?” I gasp. “I know it’s a lot to ask….”
    “We’ll do it,” repeats Janine, her gaze meeting mine. “All in favor?”
    The hands go up, one after another, and I’m so full of gratitude.
    “Kids as cops.” Emmett nods. “Could be cool.”
    “Real justice, without the corruption,” Byron adds, and Wisty cocks an eyebrow at him. “What?” he says, incredulous. “What?!”
    “She’s just teasing you, By.” I chuckle. “Don’t give her the satisfaction.”
    “I’m in, too,” Ross says. “But if we’re the cops, are we still resisting?”
    Janine nods. “We’re resisting the fearmongering of politicians and the capture of our youth. We’re resisting having our freedom revoked.”
    “Resist or submit!” Sasha crows.
    “We’ll resist,” Janine promises, her clear green eyes as determined as I’ve ever seen them. “We’re not ready to roll over just yet.”

Chapter 10
    Wisty
    “GOOD THING THEY’RE wearing red uniforms,” Mrs. Highsmith yells into my ear excitedly the next day as Whit’s teammate is carried off the foolball field on a stretcher. “Is that a lot of blood or what?!”
    I nod. “Broken nose” doesn’t even begin to cover it. The kid is a pulpy mess of broken face , courtesy of the other team’s Demon. I guess I’ll never completely understand the appeal of a sport where boys try to kill each other. I guess that’s why they call it fool ball. Who else willingly plays a game where a