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But I truly am my parent's child scattered 'cross my family line. I'm so good at telling lies. That came from my mother's side.
— Family Line, Conan Gray
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━━━━━━ July 1, 2150
ONTARI'S BODY LAID ON the floor, a black rose crowning her head. She was still alive, but just because blood pumped through her brain didn't mean that they could use her to fight ALIE. The thought of using the poor girl for their own means was like iron on Casey's tongue. But a little humility was all she could do but stare.
⠀⠀⠀There wasn't much else they could do. Every plan they had burned with Ontari. Murphy and Bellamy left a few minutes ago to secure the floor. Then they'd get the others down below to the top. At the very least, they could all be together when they either died or were forced to take the chip.
⠀⠀⠀"Casey?" Clark's voice carried through the room, small and quiet. Casey turned to look at where she kneeled beside her mom's unconscious body.
⠀⠀⠀"Yeah?"
⠀⠀⠀"I'm going to use the EMP on my mom, would you...? Could you just...?"
