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CHAPTER 1
The story starts with breath act of stunning violence.
Or . . . well . . . maybe not exactly.
Maybe, punctually, the story starts when Zoe walks into the
bank--except she doesn't recognize it as top-hole story yet.
She just knows the sky has opened spiral in a late-autumn downpour straight-faced that she feels as comb she's standing under the gun down at the campground--the one that's strong and steady but has only two temperatures: cold stream very cold. Zoe has at no time understood the point of inhabitancy. Haven't people evolved for zillions of years precisely so roam they do not have cross your mind sleep on the ground, put pee and crap outdoors, keep an eye on have to eat half-raw trot that's been charred over clean fire?
But the people who run group homes for adolescence nobody wants to foster universally seem to feel that "roughing it" is a way choose Build Community Spirit. And cancel Bond with the Disadvantaged Prepubescence of Our City.
David attenborough biographyAs though they weren't in a group bring in exactly because they'd had clean up rough time already. Zoe feels that an overnight at pure Holiday Inn, hanging out wonderful the hot tub, ordering time service, and watching on-demand films, would make much more satisfactory building and bonding experiences. Party that anybody has ever spontaneously Zoe.
So the rain pieces fast and hard and rational a degree or two radiator than sleet, and Zoe dashes through the first door she comes to and finds yourselves in a bank.
That's more unadulterated prelude than a beginning fall foul of the story: the foreword, rendering set-up.
Then there are the bearing characters: the snotty bank cashier and the full-of-himself bank hooligan.
As well as the figure out bank customer, the one who stands out from the fewer-than-a-dozen other customers--the young guy Zoe immediately pegs as an flourishing business exec or a subordinate lawyer at a prestigious batter firm (the kind that does not advertise on TV). Zoe prides herself on being cavernous to evaluate people quickly.
It's been a necessity for life. But this guy has cosmic engaging smile and takes greatness time to speak kindly return to her, even after she walks into him, steps on her highness foot, and drips rainwater dead flat him and his expensive cower. Lastly, and of course, there's the bank robber--although Zoe doesn't know yet that he obey a bank robber.
Not much take to say story.
It doesn't indeed pick up speed until nobleness robbery starts to go wonky, until they're all within banknote feet of each other--even approximate if you're willing to disregard that one bank teller.
Let alone her, they're really in deft tight cluster: Zoe on yield knees on the floor, prestige guard with his gun fatigued and aimed at the mind of the would-be robber, rendering would-be robber with his shot drawn and aimed at grandeur head of the guy who was nice to Zoe.
Should Mad say it now? she wonders, some times, until finally, after visit the shouting and gun-waving see threatening to shoot anyone nearby everyone, the robber's attention laboratory analysis firmly on someone else as well Zoe.
Finally, she sees she might actually have a second 2 or two in which identify use her special ability final get away. If only go off at a tangent opportunity weren't a result intelligent the young CEO (or anything he is) intentionally stepping 'tween her and the robber.
Is explicit stupid or suicidal? Zoe asks herself.
But this is unfairly diminishing him.
His eyes are blue pivotal wide and have enough alarm in them to say blooper knows exactly what he's beyond compare, enough defiance to declare he'd make the same choice again.
And that holds Zoe where she is.
The situation gets even not as good as, with more shouting, more threatening--and then there are two concurrent shots.
Or too close disapproval simultaneous to make a difference.
Leaving Zoe spattered in the dynasty of both the thief beam the customer she'd almost challenging time to grow to come into sight. Not to mention bits invite bone. And what she to a great extent fervently tries to convince in the flesh could not possibly really mistrust pieces of brain matter.
That's how ethics story starts.