Chapter 17The words played over and over in his head. Somewhere, deep in his psyche, he believed that sacrificing himself was the solution to the problem. He did his best to suppress it, and he certainly didn’t bring it up with anyone. But when the alarm went off in the bunker and everyone started running, he could think of nothing else.
The door on the back of the ship that Whalen stole had opened. In the middle of Chicago, the military used rockets and high-caliber guns to light up the inside of the vehicle. When the smoke cleared, Whalen stood at the edge of the platform. Cillian watched with everyone else in the viewing room.
Whalen yawned.
Moments later, a second figure joined him. It was Aavani, the scientist who befriended Cillian. She stood naked, just like Whalen. Her face was
