Gregor (Stone Society Book 2) by Faith Gibson Page B

When Travis
found out the reason his parents cloned him, he distanced himself from them. Their
mother argued that they did it for his sake, but he was repulsed. The bond he
and Trevor held went deeper than anything he could ever feel for them.
    Trevor
started the journal as a project in school. He met a few other cloned children,
and they formed a secret group. They sat together at lunch, met on the
playground during recess, and even had sleepovers on the weekend. As they got
older, their group expanded as more and more clones joined them. Trevor added
each and every name to the journal, documenting characteristics they all had in
common.   
    By
the time he was in college, Trevor’s journal was full, and he had to start a
new one. He refused to keep the information stored on a computer. Call him
paranoid, but with men like Gordon Flanagan free to hunt the clones while
searching for his child, he vowed to keep the information safe. Eventually, Trevor
entered the information on a spreadsheet which he transferred to a flash drive.
He never left the data on the computer. It was immediately wiped clean. The
flash drive was also stored in the safe.
    Now,
sitting in his spare bedroom with the latest journal opened in front of him, he
scanned the list of clones. The name of the latest body brought into the morgue
had seemed familiar. Flipping back a couple of pages, he found it. Sonya Bell,
thirty-two, red hair, green eyes. She was the second body brought in within the
last three weeks that fit the same description. His boss, Dante, had to tell
him their hair and eye color because clones had one thing in common: almost all
of them were color blind.
    The
M.E. had pondered at the similarities, thinking it was time to inform the Chief
that she more than likely had a serial killer on her hands. Trevor knew what
Dante didn’t. Both of the victims had more than just physical traits in common;
they were also clones.
    He
closed the journal and rubbed his eyes. He had to decide whether or not to
confide in his boss.
     

    “You
should have seen her; she grinned at me then jumped off the fucking roof.” 
Gregor paced Dante’s office while he told him about Tessa. “She fucking grinned.
Now I know how Rafael feels about Kaya. I’m telling you, I had no choice; I
shifted and dove after her. I have never felt fear in my life until that
moment.”
    “Tell
me about the sick feeling you get.” Dante sat behind his desk, arms crossed
over his chest.
    “It’s
like Rafe described it, sort of like vertigo. Your world turns on its axis, but
you’re trying to remain upright. The more I’m near her, the worse it gets. I feel
the need to constantly touch her.”
    Dante
closed his eyes. Gregor was just about to ask what was wrong when the office
door flew open. “Dante I have to tell…”
    Trevor
stopped talking when he realized Gregor was in the room. “Hello, Warden.”
    “Trevor,
what do you need to tell me?” Dante encouraged him to continue.
    Trevor
looked between the two men and remained silent.
    “I
will leave and let you two speak.” Gregor knew Trevor was not a fan of his.
    “Hang
on. Trevor, is this a personal matter or business?” Dante would tell Gregor
anyway if it was business.
    “Business.
Personal. Both. Mostly business.”
    “Then
you can speak freely in front of Gregor.” 
    “Okay...”
He still hesitated, obviously not wanting to talk with Gregor in the room. “It’s
our latest bodies. When I read their names something clicked. They don’t just
look alike. They’re both clones.”  Trevor chewed on his thumbnail while he studied
the two men.
    “How
do you know this?” Dante asked his assistant.
    “Would
you let it go if I said I just do?”
    Dante
frowned at Trevor. “What do you think? You can’t come in here claiming to have
knowledge of the victims and leave it at that. How do you know?” 
    Trevor
sighed and stared up at the ceiling. “Because I keep a database of most of the
clones in and