No One (Element Preservers, #3.5) Read Online Free PDF

Alan the satisfaction to see how this little visit affected me.
    Alan eased the car into the empty parking spot and killed the engine. Then he turned his head to face me. "As long as you're alive, there is hope you will be cured."
    "There's no cure." I got out of the car and slammed the door, which caused Alan to roll his eyes at me. As I faced the building I hated the most in my life, I couldn't help but wonder whether my mission would be successful.
     

Chapter 12
    4 years ago
    "We're going to stay here," Alan said, his brown eyes gleaming with determination. "Your disease has gotten worse and I don't think I can keep an eye on you without help."
    I stared at him with my mouth hanging open. Wasn't it enough that they did their stupid tests on me every day?
    "I'm not too happy about it either," Alan continued, a frown line creasing his forehead. "But Harper is adamant that we both stay here."
    "Aren't they afraid that I'm going to kill them all?" Anger replaced shock, and I wasn't thinking rationally. How could they do this to me? What the fuck did they want to do with me that they hadn't done already?
    "No. There are many scientists here, so even if you managed to somehow incapacitate one, they'd send another. Besides, you'll be restrained for most of the time and will only have access to one part of the lab."
    "I'm not an animal!" If my hands weren't bound behind my back, I'd have tried to take a swing at Alan. No wonder he hadn't asked anyone to untie me. Alan simply shrugged and walked out of the room. I slumped to the ground, banging my head on the white wall. My life had just taken a completely wrong direction. How could I ever escape this well-protected building? Would I ever see the sun again? Breathe in the fresh air? Alan had signed my death sentence when he agreed to stay here.
    "Did you hear the good news?" A man's voice startled me from my thoughts. I hadn't even seen Quinn come in. He was a middle-aged man with grayish hair and piercing green eyes. As he approached me, I could see he was rummaging through the right pocket of his long white coat.
    "Fuck you," I mumbled as he crouched in front of me, taking out a round white pill out his pocket and twirling it between his fingertips right in front of my nose. Why couldn't I snap the damn chain that held my cuffs attached to the wall? I doubted it Quinn would feel so brave then.
    "Open your mouth," he commanded, and I turned my head away, intent on never allowing him to force the pill past my lips. "You really like to make things hard for yourself, don't you? Why don't you cooperate?"
    "Why don't you tell me what the pill's for?" I said quickly, keeping my head low.
    "Can't tell you that." He chuckled. "It wouldn't be fun then, and it would ruin the testing. You mustn't know what to expect. Now be a good boy and open your mouth."
    I didn't move, and I could feel Quinn's element intensifying, which meant that he was getting impatient and angry. His fist connected with the side of my head, nearly knocking me unconscious. It didn't help that my ribs were already bruised, so the pain shot up my chest like lightning. Gritting my teeth, I braced myself for another hit, but Quinn got a tight grip on my hair and pulled so hard that I thought he was going to tear my hair out.
    "Open!" He yelled, forcing my head up. Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to block out the pain, but I didn't want to give in so easily. Quinn abruptly released me, and it was a surprise he didn't hold strands of my hair in his hand. Just as I thought he'd give up, a ball of fire appeared only inches away from my face, making me gasp.
    "If you don't open your mouth now, I'm going to burn that pretty face of yours. What do you say?" Quinn's lips spread into a sickening smile. "I can give you third-degree burns without blinking."
    My heart started thudding loudly in my chest. Would Alan allow Quinn to do this to me? Of course he would. I was supposed to stay in the lab for indefinite time. They