My left pinky has a word on it too. It says: “Run.” I turn my hands inward until my fingertips are touching. Together the words say:
When seventeen-year-old Sage wakes up in a hospital with no memories, her only clue are the words written on her hand.
With a deadly disease threatening to wipe out mankind, Sage must find out who she is and why most people would kill to get their hands on her—before it’s too late.
Who is Sage? The answer may kill her.