I haven’t a clue who I am. Clone Three wakes up in a decaying city she is sure doesn’t match the one she came from. If only she could remember it, that is. She has a purpose, at least—she must find her fellow clones, and the statue whose image is embedded in her mind. But she is lost, surrounded by a dead and crumbling metropolis, faced with those who have been altered by the illness that has ravaged the world turning survivors into strange, vicious creatures. She must risk everything, including the safety of her only allies, in order to complete the task that has been laid out before her. But one question plagues her: is she this crumbling world’s salvation… or the source of its downfall?

Journey “I've never agreed with Chime's need to pander to the Crawlers.” Ande leans past me to look out the window. I follow his gaze, the glow from the two bulbs casting some light over the dark and lonely station outside. “It's time we were independent. The Crawlers are spooky and untrustworthy, say one thing, mean another.” He turns his head, face very close to mine. “They steal kids sometimes, never own up to their promises.” Ande takes a step back, smile returning. “We can just hope there aren't any Crawlers out there.” He waves beyond him, up the tracks. Before I get a chance to agree, Chime reappears, slamming her way through the sliding door. “Last stop,” she growls at me. “Everybody off.” Trio and her friends have escaped the remains of Los Angeles and the horrible Crawlers intent on her capture, finally on their way to New York. But the train they ride offers more threats than comfort, both from the uncertain track stretching out before them to the infighting and open dislike from train boss Chime and her crew. Trio has no choice, her heart and soul pushing her across the country, toward a task she can’t remember and a damaged clone who will call her sister.

BOOK THREE of the Clone Chronicles: Sisters My vision wavers, tears flowing, choking me. I have to lean forward, forehead pressed to the round of the wheel as I sob silently into the warm cab of the SUV. I clutch the leather-bound steering wheel as though it can save me, keep me safe, but nothing helps, nothing. But the sobbing. When I'm done at last, as my body heaves out the final bitterness of my longing, I look up, wiping my face on my sleeve to see Duet staring at me through the windshield. She's smiling like she has no idea what I'm going through. And while I know she doesn't, that my half-cyborg sister, saved by the teks in body but not in mind, can't comprehend at the best of times and lacks anything resembling empathy, I still feel a surge of anger at her for being so damned cheerful. New York looms, the task finally at hand. Betrayal after betrayal, loss after loss have taken their toll on Trio, but she’s made it at last. And yet, nothing could prepare her and her sister Duet for what and who comes next—for the darkest deception of all. The sister clones must accept the ultimate sacrifice, risking everything and everyone they love for a dying humanity before the very person they’ve sought can remake the world in her image.