Book 2 in The Tracker Sequence
What Reviewers are saying about Authority:
"Readers will enjoy the intriguing coding and logic challenges, the group’s romantic dynamics, and the heart-pounding chase sequences involving flying motorbikes." - Kirkus Reviews
"The title Authority is apt- authority and who should wield it over another, is indeed the question the reader is thinking about as the book closes. Who gets to set the rules and why? How do we monitor that process? It’s a timely question that I hope will lead young readers to engage thoughtfully on this topic." - Bookishly Jewish
It’s been six months since Kaya, Bailen, and the Ghosts leveraged her glitch to destroy the tracker network. With it came the eradication of the authorities and an end to Rufus Scurry’s secret plans to mind control the world. While Kaya appreciates her recovered sense of privacy and newfound connection to Judaism, millions believe life is worse without trackers.
As the Ghosts deploy old technology to fill the void, people around Kaya begin acting strangely—doing things they don’t have control over. Some, like her ex-boyfriend Harlow, are losing time all together.
When Kaya receives a threat from an unknown user on her deactivated tracker, she seeks to uncover who is behind it and how they are using the old network. But more people are falling victim to the mind control every day, sending Kaya scrambling to end the loophole before she loses everyone she loves to the technology she’s learned to live without.
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Bailen Overland was going down—as soon as I could recall the right coding command. My fingers tapped the keyboard, willing my brain to remember. Why did I always forget this one? I should have created an alias, then I wouldn’t have to remember the command I was searching for. As much as I didn’t miss the iron grip of my tracker, instant access to every coding command ever created would have been really helpful right now.
If I pulled up the help documentation, would it be cheating?
“Done!” Bailen slammed his hands on the desk, rattling the row of computers on the long table, and jumped up from his chair in triumph. “I win again.” But his giant grin faded the minute he saw the newest member of the Ghosts, Ava Hunt, relaxing on the opposite side of the table in her oversized argyle sweater. She had her chair reclined backward with her combat boots propped up on the makeshift desk.
She tucked her chin-length brown hair behind her ear and laughed in a carefree way, clearly enjoying herself. “Actually, I beat the pants off you both. I programmed my submission not to notify anyone so I could see how long it would take you to notice.”
Ava tapped a button, and the challenge abruptly ended. Her time and score popped up on everyone’s screens, with Bailen’s score several minutes behind hers.
Bailen’s face turned red. I stifled a laugh, but not well enough, because he whipped around to face me. “Kaya! You think this is funny?”
“Oh, it’s definitely funny.” I reached to push a wild lock of brown hair out of his eyes, but he knocked my hand away.
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