found you.â
âItâs not like that.â
âMy ticker nearly gave out when a couple of jokers showed up at my door, wanting to talk about you,â he says. âI thought either youâd been picked up and clipped, or run over by a cycle gang.â
âIâm just fine.â
âThe hell you are. The Helios Academy, eh? Iâve seen their adverts. Nothing but glorified recruitment centres for slimy, no good corps.â He smacked a fist into an open palm with a growl. âYou donât want nothing to do with these guys, Josie. Trust me. One corp is as bad as another. The only thing they think of is how to profit. And every employee is expendable.â
âItâs going to be fine, Bobby,â I try.
He struggles to get out of the bed and begins searching for his shoes. âYou think theyâll give you that Citizenship youâve always wanted? Sure, they might. Or maybe theyâll just shove you in a cage and do tests.â
I swallow, then blurt out, âThey didnât find me. I reached out to Helios, asking about recruitment.â
Bobby freezes, his eyes sliding to me. âWhy would you do something like that?â
âDid you know James was a talent?â I change the subject, watching Bobbyâs face for any indication heâs surprised. But he doesnât even flinch.
My throat constricts and tears threaten. âDid you know both he and Alice graduated from Helios and used to work for Galloway Industries?â
Bobby sits back on the bed, shoulders slumping. âNo. I knew they worked for a corp, but I didnât know much else.â
I blink back tears. âWhy wouldnât he tell me about it? Why keep it a secret?â
One of Bobbyâs shoulders lifts, then drops again. âIâm sorry, Josie. I donât have the answers you want. All I know is that James wanted you safe. I raised you and did what I thought was right.â
A silence falls as we both search for some common ground. The only thing Iâm sure of, is that I canât waste this opportunity. This is my chance and Iâm going to take it.
âIâm going to stay.â A hint of desperation leaks into my voice. Despite reeling from the revelation about my parents, I want Bobby to understand and approve of my decision. And I really donât want to tell him about getting busted back home by the cops.
âAll the money in the world isnât worth giving up your freedom,â Bobby says darkly.
âIf I graduate, I can get a Citizenship.â I bend and pull his shoes out from under the bed and hand them to him. âYou could close the shop and retire.â
Bobby stares at the battered boots in his hands. âJames felt the same way I do. That corps canât be trusted. I learnt my lesson with the war, and losing my leg. I think James lost something more. Something went wrong for them, somewhere along the line, and they had to disappear.â
I knew my parents were hermits, but Bobby never talked about why. For the longest time, Iâd never realised there was anything odd about living in the middle of the woods, isolated from everyone else.
Bobbyâs craggy face is distressed as he pulls on his shoes. Iâve never seen him so upset with me, not even when I got my second strike.
âIâm not a child, Bobby,â I say softly.
He glares at me, offended. âI know youâre not.â He struggles to stand, short of breath. âBut weâre leaving. Right now.â
The door behind me opens and a nurse storms in, looking angry. âYour stats are going off the chart. Get back in that bed this instant.â
Bobby blinks at her, then sees the medical bracelet around his wrist. âGet your leash off me.â He tries to wrench it off while the monitor beeps louder, faster.
âGet back in that bed. Right. Now.â The nurseâs jaw is set and she looks ready to tackle him if he doesnât