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HERE’S WHAT HAPPENED, to the best of my shattered ability to recall it.
I do remember that I couldn’t have been more lost and alone as I wandered the streets of this gray, crowded, andforsaken city. Where is my sister? Where are the others from the Resistance? I kept thinking, or maybe muttering the
words like some homeless madman.
The New Order has already disfigured this once beautifulcity beyond recognition. It seems like a decaying corpse swelling with mindless maggots. The suffocatingly low sky, the featureless buildings — even the faces of the nervouslyrushing people fl ooding around me — are as colorless and lifeless as the concrete under my feet.
I know the general populace has been efficiently brainwashed by the New Order, but these citizens seem a little too hushed, a little too urgent, a little too riveted to the scraps of propaganda clutched in their hands like prayer books.
Suddenly, my eyes spot a word in bold letters on the paper: EXECUTION.
And then the huge video displays hanging above the boulevard light up, and everything becomes clear to me. Every pedestrian stops and stands stock-still, and every
head turns upward as if there has suddenly been an eclipse.
On the video screens, a hooded prisoner — small-framed, frail-looking — is kneeling on a starkly lit stage.
“Wisteria Allgood,” blares a bone-chilling voice, “do you wish to confess to the use of the dark arts for the wicked purpose of undermining all that is good and proper
in our society?”
This can’t be happening. My heart is a big lump in my throat. Wisty? Did that voice really just say Wisteria Allgood? My sister’s on an executioner’s scaffold?
I grab a slack-jawed adult by his dismally gray overcoat lapels. “Where is this execution happening? Tell me right now!”
“The Courtyard of Justice.” He blinks at me irritably, asif I’ve woken him from a deep sleep. “Where else?”
“Courtyard of Justice? Where’s that? ” I demand of the man, throwing my hands around his neck, nearly losing control of my own strength. I swear, I’m ready to throw
this adult against a wall if I have to.
“Under the victory arch — down there,” he gasps. He points at a boulevard that runs off to my left. “Let me go! I’ll call the police!”
I shove him and take off running toward a massive ceremonial arch maybe a half mile away.
“You! Wait!” he yells after me. “Don’t I know your face from somewhere?”
He does. Oh yes. And so would everyone else, if they took the time to notice that there was a wanted criminal running loose in their midst.
But his fellow citizens’ eyes remain glued to the screen. They’ve got an insatiable appetite for malicious gossip of any kind and, of course, an equal taste for senseless death
Even when the falsely condemned are kids. Just kids.
I can hear a distant roar now. The sound of hunger — for “justice,” for blood.
I forge ahead into the pathetic herd of lemmings. I’m not going to let them take my sister from me. Not without a fight to the death anyway.
Copyright © James Patterson
This daring new novel continues the adventures of 15-year-old Wisty and her older brother, Whit. This time, they must defeat the New Order and save their parents and kids like themselves who have been imprisoned. But the One has a much different agenda: he wants Wisty, for though she does not know it, she has “the Gift.”
James Patterson takes suspense to the max in Witch & Wizard: The Gift, as the empowered sister and brother make their desperate escape back to Freeland in time for the music festival. There, Mrs. Highsmith, a witch and dear friend of their parents, tells them that the one thing feared by the New Order is music. Will that knowledge come in handy when they’re recaptured and face execution?
Hardcover Book : 352 pages
Publisher: Hachette Book Group USA ( December 01, 2010 )
Item #: 13-112595
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.79inches
Product Weight: 14.0 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
I enjoyed reading this 2nd book in the series, as well as the first. The plot continues smoothly as the author reveals more aspects of the storyline and characters. I have students asking when our library is getting the 3rd. It's a must for YA fantsy readers.
Terrible book. Patterson is now on my do not buy list. This book is for a 10 year old. Morale of purchasing books: Do not buy a book when it is co-authored by some unknown. If an author no longer wants to spend the time to write a novel by himself, retire.
This book was so great all through the book you are on the edge of your sit wondering whats going to happen next and how are they going to get out of this. Can't wait for the next book
Reviewer: Love r
This book was the best book I read. I read the others and I love them too. I hope their well be more :)
I was really surprised at how really lousy this book was. I am an avid James Patterson fan. Not only have I read every one of his books, but I pass them on to both of my grandchildren, my niece, my daughter, and my sister. We are all great fans of his books. But not this one. Even my granddaughter,(who loved all his "Max" books and even the first one of the "Witch and Wizard" book), said this one was really boring!
And, unfortunately, I totally agree!