About the Book
Title: Immurement: The Undergrounders Series Book One
Author: Norma Hinkens
Genre: YA post-apocalyptic sci-fi
The
earth’s core overheats. The sovereign leader vanishes. A young girl is the
survivors’ only hope.
What
little land is habitable is patrolled by cutthroat gangs of escaped
subversives, but that’s not the greatest threat facing sixteen-year-old Derry
Connelly, her brother Owen, and a ragged band of Preppers holed up in a bunker
in the Sawtooth Mountains. Mysterious hoverships operated by clones are
targeting adolescents for extraction.
Owen, is
one of the first to disappear. To save him, Derry must strike a deal with the
murderous subversives, and risk a daring raid to infiltrate the heart of the
extraction operation.
But will
the rookie leader falter when forced to choose between her brother and a clone
who ignites something inside her she didn’t know was possible?
Author
Bio
Norma Hinkens is an
author who takes a fiendish delight in pushing reluctant characters over
cliffs to find out what they're made of. Epic odds, seemingly impossible
missions, pasts that haunt, intrigue and misadventure. She’s happiest when
wrangling provocative big picture ideas that are never black and white when you
turn them inside out. It's all about the tension in the journey.
Norma grew up among rich storytelling traditions in her native Ireland.
A Celtic bard at heart, she's happiest wielding her wordsmithing sword
with as much wit and eloquence as a bard can muster. She currently resides
in California with her husband, three children and Chihuahua extraordinaire.
She is the author of the YA Undergrounders Series: Immurement, Embattlement and
Adjudgement.
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Excerpt
“What do you think he meant about saving
Owen?” Trout looks at me curiously. “I thought he was dead.”
“He is,” I say, too sharply.
The room falls silent. My brain screams a
million thoughts at me. I clench my trembling fingers into fists. It all seems
unreal—the kind of heart-stopping nightmare you wake up from, gasping for air,
soaked in sweat.
After what Won said, I’m questioning everything. What if I’ve made a terrible mistake? What if Owen's
still breathing when Lyong finds him? What if they take him to Sektor Sieben
and hardwire some kind of circuit board into his brain? I jam my hands into my
hair and blow a few listless puffs of air over my face. I’m suddenly burning up in the bunker. I turn
around and walk unevenly back to my seat, legs bending like reeds.
Big Ed scratches the back of his neck, throws
me an uneasy look. The Council members look at me expectantly, but I avert my
gaze and sink back in my chair, undone and disconnecting. I have nothing to
offer them. All I ever wanted was the chance to step up and be somebody, but
that dream’s become my burden. Do they think
I can just take over where Owen left off? Lead a teenage flash mob to take on
the Schutz Clones.
And now that the Sweepers know we have some
kind of resistance movement going, they’ll be ready
for us when we go back. I groan and bury my face in my hands. When we go
back. It’s like I have a subliminal death
wish.
I save your brother. Won’s words sear
my brain. Even more agonizing because the lie preys on my tattered emotions.
There’s nothing Won can do that will bring Owen
back, but I can’t stop speculating about what he
meant. I know what Won’s idea of saving brain-dead
participants entails, and the thought of Owen being subjected to anything like
that makes me want to put Won’s head on a spike.
I rub my hands vigorously over my face as if
to scrub the grisly images of Sektor Sieben from my mind. It may be too late to
save Owen, but there are others. I owe it to Mason to try and free the rest of
the clones. And then there’s the deviations—I felt their
silent pleas. The Sweepers have to be stopped.
But how?
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