CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Although I didn’t gasp or do anything else, I still stared in amazement as Fingerprints. “You’re joking.”
Fingerprints shook his head. “No, we’re not. We’ve finally found him, although we haven’t actually caught him yet.”
I bit my lower lip, trying not to look too excited, although I probably failed. Fisticuffs was the alias of a clone of my uncle Jake Johnson, who was the only clone successfully created in the first phase of Project Revival. The last I had seen him, Uncle Jake had been swept out into the ocean while unconscious, and that was after I beat him in a fight. Although we did not search for the body, I had always assumed that Uncle Jake had probably drowned at sea or something. Yet if Fingerprints was telling the truth, then Uncle Jake’s clone was still al
