Chapter 23
The fact that my mother didn’t have to watch me take the pills underscored the Overseer’s earlier threat—he had complete control over the Colony, and if he wanted to, he could force me to follow along with the rest. For now, he was allowing me to not take my pills, any of them, if I chose not to, but on one unspoken condition. That I take my position beside him in his office in two years’ time.
I didn’t want to do that.
But I was grateful for not being forced to take the pills, at least not yet. I considered throwing them in the bin without crushing them, just to see if anything would happen when they were found in the incinerator, but I didn’t. I might have acquired some sort of accidental immunity for a while, but what about anyone else who might not be taking their pills?
