Attrition of the Gods: Book 1 of the Mystery Thriller series Gods Toys. Read Online Free PDF Page B

application. Instead it was the sheer power of them.
    Gerry and Bridie Hoey, an elderly couple from Australia, refused to pay a bill sent to them by a car hire firm. The firm claimed that they had returned the car with a scratch on it and wanted three hundred dollars to cover the work. Gerry was sure that there was no such mark when he returned the car but the car hire firm took him to court and the court found in the company’s favour, ruling that if the Hoey’s didn’t pay the bill their chips would be deactivated. Gerry and Bridie still refused to pay. One week later, hungry, cold and scared, Gerry agreed to pay the bill plus five hundred dollars legal fees and a further two hundred dollars to have his chip reactivated. The chip was finally fulfilling its potential and most people conformed willingly.
    Still there was reasonable resistance. When Senator Dan Cloud supported a proposal from NATAS (North American Technology in Analogue Science) to upgrade the chips with a shock application, the motion was beaten, albeit narrowly. The upgrade would have enabled the chips to administer a painful pulse through the person’s body, thus allowing law enforcement agencies to subdue a suspect without pulling a gun. But then within twenty years this proposal was resurrected with bells on. Ultimately the chips would play a major part in the slaughter of billions of humans, an event known as the Tribulation.
    Adam looks at Ember and decides not to relay his version he just nods and with a smile agrees to disagree.
     
    On schedule, the train rolls into Ravensdale station and as they get off Adam is shocked to see a large group of people waving banners and flags at him. Ember is delighted.
    “They came to meet you!” she says, raising onto her toes, unable to hide her excitement on seeing the banners with Adam’s name written across them.
    The people look strange to her. She has not really seen Caucasians in their own environment before and it strikes her how jolly they appear as opposed to the glum images she’s used to, especially as they wave and cheer the arrival of their very own genius. Soon the crowd surrounds the two youths, friends slapping Adam on the back, women hugging and kissing him, men shaking his hand vigorously. Ember is very impressed. Adam not so much; he had pleaded with his mum to keep it low-key; he should have known he would have more success asking their dog to make the tea.
    “All these people here for you… Wow, you’re famous,” remarks Ember, grabbing his arm excitedly. “Not really, my mum just goes overboard on the celebrations.”
    Many of the other commuters randomly join in the cheering. Then, even amongst the commotion, one or two of the group start to nudge each other as they realise this strange blonde-haired, blue-eyed Aryan among them is actually Ember Jones, the daughter of Procurator Conrad Jones. Whispers can be heard as the couple reach the centre of the group. Adam’s mum grabs her son, pride beaming across her face and Adam introduces Ember. After a slightly awkward moment Margareta Costello catches Ember off-guard with a warm hug.
    “You’re very welcome to our little neighbourhood,” she says and once more the crowd cheers.
    “Thank you,” says a startled Ember, unused to such affection; Aryans would never hug and kiss each other in the streets. She looks around at Adam’s Caucasian friends and family, noticing the warmth they show each other. She likes these people.
    “Which one is Raphael? Is he here?” she asks as they are propelled through the shuttle station.
    “Oh no,” says Adam. “He wouldn’t be out with Joe Public. Raphael is not that type. I gotta be honest, I doubt you will ever meet him. There’re people lived around here all their lives who haven’t even seen him some think I made him up, like an imaginary friend.” He laughs awkwardly and noticing the look on Embers face quickly adds “he’s not”
    Ember looks disappointed, she wonders if