The Siege of the Supers (The First Superhero Book 2)
in her chair. “Looks like the government has another Super in their possession,” she added, referring to Brian.
    “Yeah, and he’s my ex-girlfriend’s current boyfriend, and he also bullied me my entire life until I knocked some screws loose. Now he’s apparently the nicest guy ever.”
    “Geez, tonight just wasn’t your night.”
    “Not at all.” I sat up in my chair. “I’d better head home and try to get some rest before school tomorrow. What was that thing you wanted to tell me? Please say it has something to do with the government taking the Supers. I could really use some good news.”
    Samantha sighed and searched the corner of the room. “Well…it depends on how you look at it. Doug and I were going over all the profiles of the Supers so far. One thing we noticed is that they all seem to be under the age of twenty-five. I mean, we can’t know for sure, but those that we doknow about are, and from what we can guess from the others, they seem to be young.”
    “That’s definitely interesting,” I said, standing. “How do you know it’s not just a coincidence, though?”
    “It could be, but I doubt it. Twenty-five is the age when your brain is fully developed. We don’t know what brain development has to do with all of it, but we think it has something to do with granting us our powers. We’re just not sure exactly what yet.”
    I mulled over that information in my mind. So the key to our powers was in our brains, somehow. At least, that was what I had gathered from Samantha’s theory. Although it was just that—a theory. Still, it was nice to have some sort of idea as to what was causing all of this. “I think we’re on the right track,” I said.
    “Well, judging from the response time of that task force once Brian went all flaming, I’d say so,” Samantha said with a satisfied smile.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I think the government is figuring all this out too, so they’re either putting people in schools and colleges to keep an eye out for Supers, or they’re having students who are already there report any suspicious activity.”
    I thought back to the party tonight. I didn’t remember seeing anybody there that I didn’t recognize, but then again, I had a bit of a one-track mind. “I’m pretty sure it’s the latter. I can’t be a hundred percent sure, though.”
    “Well, in either case, keep an eye out. One thing’s for sure, and it’s that they’ve got their eye on Ebon High.”
    I nodded in agreement. This new development wasn’t going to make my life any easier, that was for sure. “Speaking of which, I’d better get going. I’ve gotta think of some reason to tell Drew why I left without saying anything.”
    “Just say you left after your argument with Macy,” Samantha said absentmindedly as she opened her laptop back up.
    “What was that?” I asked. Had she been listening in on me?
    Samantha stopped what she was doing, horror washing over her face. “I mean, I’m a girl, so if my ex showed up after being gone for six months, it could only end in an argument, right?”
    I eyed her suspiciously. “Right.”
    “See? I’m pretty good at this girl thing,” she said with a self-gratifying nod.
    I rolled my eyes. “Good night, Samantha.”
    “Goodnight, Kane.”
    I left the storage unit and began flying home to Indianapolis.

18

Speech Therapy
    M ore rumors were spread the next day at school than the Monday after prom.
    Everybody was talking about Brian and his superpowers. How long had he had them? Why had he used them at the party? Where had he gone?
    The last one was the one that interested me the most. The official story was that he had been taken to the hospital and was recovering, but I knew that wasn’t the case. I seemed to be the only one, though. Even people who’d been at the party—including Drew—believed Brian was lying in a hospital bed somewhere, making a speedy recovery. Everyone thought the soldiers in black had been there for Tempest,

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