Out of the Dark (Orphan X, #4)

by Gregg Hurwitz

Envision someone else, someone better than you. Stronger. Smarter. Tougher. Then do what that guy would do. “Act like who you want to be,”

the Indiana CMU was created without any formal review process required by law. Mind-fuckingly, the unit was located on U.S. soil while somehow not existing on sovereign land—a clever Schrödinger’s-cat contortion designed to suspend prisoners’ inalienable rights once they entered the sealed, windowless box.

“It takes an Orphan to catch an Orphan.”

“When you’re a kid,” he said, “time lasts forever. You’re immortal. When your grandparents die, it’s not real. Not yet. Then your parents go, and … well, it’s like there’s no more insurance. You’re next in line. You’re that guy!” He laughed. “The last one standing. The one everyone wants to make sure to see at Christmas, because you never know. You never know.

How you do anything is how you do everything.