“Is that something people lie about around here?” His blue jeans were worn, pulled over battered black combat boots. The sole of the left one was peeling away from the shoe. Did he think he could slack because Dad wasn't here? That no one would see him and report back? Even if they had permission to be in civies, there were strict standards. While off duty, a soldier had to maintain a neat, well-groomed appearance. This was more an outfit worthy of a high school rebel, which, honestly, this guy didn't look much older than.
The one in the back pushed him aside and came forward. Black hair fell just below his ears and had a slight wave to it. It was fuller than normally allowed, not even close to regulation. On some of our previous bases, hair standards weren't strictly enforced. But at Hannity, they were sticklers. High and tight. Those were the rules.
Like the other guy, he had on a leather jacket with black fatigue pants tucked into slightly worn combat boots. Unlike the first, though, this one had seen some trouble in his day. There was a thin scar on the left side of his face. It went from just above his eyebrow, down across his eye and to the tip of his chin.
My pulse spiked a little as his gaze raked over me. Down and up, then up and down, lips parting slightly. I didn't go for greenies, but this one sent the butterflies in my stomach tripping crazy. It was the scar. It added character to his angular face, suggesting that maybe there was more than meets the eye. Or possibly it was the way he was looking at me. With a spark of hunger and something close to wonder in his expression. I'd never had anyone look at me that way. Like I was something mythical and rare. A creature that shouldn't exist. I twisted, shifting so that the door obscured just a little more of me from his view.
He hesitated, focus still trained on me, and for a moment I thought he might poke me to be sure I was real. Clearing his throat, he finally said, “I'm Private First Class Cade Granger, and this is…” He paused to glance over his shoulder. “Recruit Noah Emeal.”
“A private and a fuzzy Really?” I wasn't sure if I should be pleased or insulted. I mean, why bother sending supervision at all if you were going to scrape the bottom of the barrel?
“I promise you'll be safe with us, Miss Anderson.”
Miss Anderson. Huh. Maybe there wasn't more to this guy. He sounded just like the rest of them. Formal and uptight. “That right? So you're here to save me from myself?” Because, really, that was the problem, right? I couldn't be trusted to keep myself out of trouble.
“I'm not sure I understand.” He tilted his head to the left, confused, but didn’t take his eyes off me. In fact, if anything, his gaze grew more intense. It was like he and I were the only ones in the room. In the world…
“I'd really appreciate it if you could stop staring.” I snapped. “I can't tell if you're mentally trying to strip me, or contemplating which way to cook my skin for Sunday dinner. Either way, it’s creeping me the hell out.”
When I begin a book by Jus Accardo I know I will be in for an experience. I find her stories offer readers something different (which is always welcomed), characters I can get behind,vivid descriptions, real worlds and a touch of romance. Infinity, the first book in her latest series, The Infinity Division, offers more of what I so enjoy about her novels.
Kori seems like a typical teen girl, living off base with her father, a general in the US Army. She continues to deal with the loss of her beloved mother. After two years, the pain is still real and she handles her sorrow by spray painting montages on walls in out-of-place spots. Her murals have brought the talented teen unwanted publicity--her creations are deemed a nuisance by adults--so she does her best to remain anonymous and paint off hours. It is during one of these late night sessions that she encounters a strange guy and then gets caught. Immediately afterwards, her life takes a drastic turn.
Drastic--that's a good word to describe what Kori endures. Discovering her life is a lie. There are others who look(ed) like her. The truth about her parents. An intimidating black wrist band. Dimension travel. Oh, cute guys and kissing. Sounds like an episode of Doctor Who.
See what I said about being Accardo's books being unique and entertaining? I liked Kori's strength, her way of remembering her mother through art, the way she utilizes her father's teachings when dealing with everyday life, and her need to find her place. There were times when her outbursts became a bit much, but that's to be expected given her age and situation. The entire Infinity Division and the other dimensions was a lot for her to take in. I thought it was handled well, even if I do still have questions about the science behind these other worlds. Ironically, the so-called rebellious teen meets Cade and Noah, the 'soldiers' sent by her father to protect her, but it seemed to me whenever Kori was in trouble, she had to get herself out of it because the guys were always arriving after the fact. I'll admit, I did like how she took care of herself.
I am usually a fast reader, but this time around I found myself slowing down my speed to better understand the concepts of the dimension jumping and to especially figure out the motives of the bad guy, Dylan. I'm not sure I get it all or really understand why Dylan has become this way. Infinity kept my interest, entertained me, and made me think. I'm so looking forward to the next installment in this intriguing and gripping YA series.
Rating : 4
Cover comment: Striking (though I think I will always associate the infinity symbol with my favorite television series, Revenge)
Book source: I signed up to review this book for a book tour
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