TRANSHUMANS ARE THE NEW PARANORMALS. Shivering, I wind my arms around my ribs.
That’s when I see him. Dr. Hunter Cayman.
The man the town has been whispering about. The man no one really seems to know. The man my father despises.
He’s across the street, leaning against a steel monster–a low-slung black car, its curves somehow wicked in the night. Rain sparkles like fire on the front hood under the glow of the orange streetlamps. His startling, magnetic intensity pulls at me so h [...]