My name is Oriel Murphy. There are three things you should know about me.
I am a nobody.
I will never bow to the god that is our government.
I was the sole survivor of a bioterrorist attack that turned my genome into a scientific breakthrough of the century. Against my will.
I never asked for this. The only thing I wanted to do was run from my past and build a new life, a Messianic Jew living in the gutters of Boston. Scrambling to find my footing in a heartless world where genetic editing is illegal.
But my world as I knew it imploded when I started developing abnormalities. The doctors told me I was fine, but I was not fine—since when were lightbulbs so loud and walls so easy to climb?—and I’m faced with the Agency whose job is to eliminate prohibited gene editing projects.
They said I was a loose cannon, a danger to society, a land mine in the making that needed to be contained. And this guy, Jonah Trusov, a deaf agent, keeps telling me I have to trust the Agency, but I can’t trust anyone when my very existence becomes a crime in this society.
My name is Oriel Murphy… and I never meant to set the world on fire.