Infinity by Sedona Venez Read Free Book Online Page B

break-thru discovered after the Fire and Ash war, which was nothing but a lie marketed by the Collective as a daily supplement, a harmless vitamin, a cure-all that removed and prevented all disease within the body by rejuvenating the cells was anything but.
    A pill that people clamored for. A pill that the people who could afford it, would buy it and use it like candy. But of course, not to miss another opportunity to addict people to their cure-all drug, the Collective started marketing another benefit of taking the pill, the more Rejuvenator people ingested, the more euphoric they became, giving them a buzz that not even the hardest drugs could replace, and overnight Rejuvenator became not only a cure-all, but the party pill of choice.
    I pulled out a smile from deep within my gut and answered with all the calm that I could muster—which was very little. “No, what’s hypocritical is that the super-rich, yes, like me, are standing idly by while the poor are forced to exchange their blood for their monthly dose of Rejuvenator. What’s hypocritical is that the super-rich, again, like me, are exempt from participating in the Blood for Rejuvenator Program because we either get it for free for endorsing it, or we can outright buy our dosage.”
    Fake boobs sneered, “And the question is, why do you care?”
    Diego scowled, pulling me along before I could kick her skinny little ass or respond. I wanted to snarl at her audacity. I had no delusions of grandeur about exactly who I was. I was a superficial superstar that just six months ago cared more about what outfit I was going to wear to see my personal trainer than this whole Rejuvenator debacle. Months ago I didn’t know about it or care about it. Now I was stuck knowing way too much with no way out. Could I have ignored it, yes, but that’s what sent me damn near crazy. What was revealed in my dreams could never be ignored; the strange women ensured that tenfold.
    So yes, I gave a shit about the Blood for Rejuvenator Program for so many reasons and for her to insinuate that this was just some rich girl on some save the world project was a load of shit. She knew that. Shit, anyone with common sense knew that. I was putting my career, and yes, my life in jeopardy by going against the powerful but reclusive Collective Corporation. A Corporation that controlled everything in the world and who made world leaders shake in their shoes. The same Corporation that was allegedly behind assassinations of anyone that publicly opposed or tried to expose them.
    Frankly, the only reason that I was still alive was that the strange woman said it wasn’t my time to die, and that if I played my cards right tonight, and do exactly as she told me, I would stay that way.
    “Girl, when will you learn to reign in that temper of yours?” Zoe muttered.
    I stomped my way down the red carpet, snarling, “Never. Especially when it comes to the Collective and that woman that was obviously sent by them to publicly give me shit.”
    Diego shook his head with dismay. “That woman was Vivian LaRue, Anchor and managing editor of her own namesake evening news program. You really need to watch the news more often.”
    I huffed angrily, walking towards the entrance. “You mean the news program owned and controlled by the Collective? Uh, no thank you.” I blew a calming breath when the black-attired bouncers and security detail stepped aside, nodding at me with deference. All except one, my one man ex-commando, Nick, Mason’s business partner and best friend. Security tried to usher the women along who gave him very interested stares which he promptly ignored as he barked into his cell with a light British accent. Who could blame the fawning women, with his lightly tanned skin, short blond hair, bulging muscles and over six foot frame? He was striking, imposing and totally not interested.
    “Yes. She’s here and safe. Yes. Let me handle this, ok? Take care of business and let me do what I do best,