Synthetica
(Synthetica #1)
(Synthetica #1)
Release
Date: 04/01/15
Date: 04/01/15
Summary
from Goodreads:
from Goodreads:
This city is falling.
Seventeen-year-old Anais Finch lives in a world where everyone is born
beautiful, where every dream is a possibility - and where their every move and
every piece of personal information is recorded by an ID picochip inserted
behind their right ear. When technology giant, Civitas, finally announces the
launch of their highly anticipated Scholarly Learning Programs, which allow people
to download and learn any subject instantly, Anais can hardly wait.
Seventeen-year-old Anais Finch lives in a world where everyone is born
beautiful, where every dream is a possibility - and where their every move and
every piece of personal information is recorded by an ID picochip inserted
behind their right ear. When technology giant, Civitas, finally announces the
launch of their highly anticipated Scholarly Learning Programs, which allow people
to download and learn any subject instantly, Anais can hardly wait.
But not everyone is pleased with society's progress, and not everyone wants to
fit in. When Anais witnesses a brutal murder on an innocent citizen and is
implicated in the crime, she becomes determined to uncover the truth,
especially when others like it begin to occur all over the city. But it may
already be too late for Anais to stop the man who calls himself 'the Hacker'
before he commits his most appalling crime yet...
fit in. When Anais witnesses a brutal murder on an innocent citizen and is
implicated in the crime, she becomes determined to uncover the truth,
especially when others like it begin to occur all over the city. But it may
already be too late for Anais to stop the man who calls himself 'the Hacker'
before he commits his most appalling crime yet...
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PROLOGUE
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PROLOGUE
The
green light flashed. Finally, the program was online.
He
paused, staring at the computer screen, hardly daring to believe it. The
computer was an antique from the 21st Century, but using such old technology
had its advantages. For one, it meant that its software didn't register on
modern computer models, making it laughably easy to hack into any new system.
These people truly were arrogant if they believed themselves to be untouchable.
Well,
he was just about to prove to them just how wrong they were.
He
skimmed the text with an expert eye, registering certain details as they leapt
out at him. ID number, name, age, job title, where they lived, even what they
ate last week. His laugh was muffled by the black mask strapped across the
lower half of his face. This was almost too easy. It was almost as if they
wanted to die.
His
fingers flew over the keyboard as he typed in commands, the computer whining as
he pushed it to its maximum capacity. He pressed the 'Enter' key without
pausing.
Whilst
he waited for confirmation that his command had been sent, his grey eyes
wandered over to the small box of picochips on the desk; their silver and
bronze whorls twinkling in the half light. If this test worked...these tiny
wonders he created were about to change the world.
Ten
years. Ten years he'd been waiting for this moment. Waiting for them to mess
up. Waiting for them to create something he could manipulate to his own ends.
And finally, it was here. All of his waiting and planning would finally pay
off.
The
computer beeped, telling him that his command had been accepted by the host.
Behind his mask he smiled a cold, cruel smile.
Time
to see what Mr Smithson was capable of. He wondered, just for the briefest of
seconds, if Mr Smithson had any objection to becoming a murderer. Not that it
mattered if he did – he'd be dead in a few hours anyway.
About
the Author
the Author
So
what qualifies me to be a writer? Well, ever since an early age I've been more
interested in the worlds in my head, than the real one - so I thought it was
finally time to do something about it. I went to uni, got a degree in
publishing, worked in an office for a while, decided I hated it, went to China,
came back...and now I'm a teaching assistant by day and a YA writer by night.
Phew! It's been quite a journey, but I wouldn't change it for the world.
what qualifies me to be a writer? Well, ever since an early age I've been more
interested in the worlds in my head, than the real one - so I thought it was
finally time to do something about it. I went to uni, got a degree in
publishing, worked in an office for a while, decided I hated it, went to China,
came back...and now I'm a teaching assistant by day and a YA writer by night.
Phew! It's been quite a journey, but I wouldn't change it for the world.
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