Title: The Sleeper Cells (A Novel)
By: Wesley BryantSummary from Amazon.com:
As seen on TC Magazine, The Bison Newspaper, and HU16 News, Wesley Bryant presents: The
Vincent Easley and his friends must find their way out of the sleeper cell and into safety. Can they
survive the twists and turns around every corner? But, it’s not just any group of friends. Vince is
with his uncle, his life-long best friends, and his girlfriend that he has fallen out of love with. Can
they survive the terror around them and find a way to safety?
What’s a sleeper cell? A group of terrorists waiting for the order to attack.
The order has been given.
Kennedy Faye’s chip breaks when she tries to put too much salsa on the fragile shell. Her lipstick
stains the edge of her plastic cup. She sits at a glass table with her friends, all enjoying the beautiful
day. They’re celebrating “The Final Day” just like everyone else throughout the country. Two of her
guy friends are throwing a baseball in the yard on the other side of the black fence. Their hair is
messy and so are their throws.
“They’re being kinda rude. I wish they’d come over here with us,” Penelope says to Kennedy.
Penelope has always been crazy about boys. Always wearing too much make-up. Too much
But not Kennedy. Kennedy always wears the right amount of make-up and actually enjoys the
colour of her skin sometimes. She doesn’t feel the need to put layer upon layer on her face. She
always keeps her nails covered in a ‘comfort’ blue, though. She thinks it keeps her calm. She’s
always been one to find the calm in the storm. Not at first… but eventually. She may be in a rough
place, but she always finds her way back.
Her parents seem to be ignoring her for their drinks. They usually do. Kennedy hasn’t had the best
life, but she makes sure to turn every negative into a positive. Her parents look her way when it’s
convenient for them. They think she’s too old for their care. But Kennedy refuses to acknowledge it.
She’ll just continue to smile.
Unlike Penelope, Kennedy gets butterflies around some boys. She would rather be herself than
seductive. She truly is nothing like Penelope and doesn’t know why they’re friends.
“Shoot!” one of the boys yells from the yard. The ball rolls down the hill and into the edge of the
field by the forest. It pokes at the foliage.
“Dude, seriously. Catch the ball!” his friend yells at him. When he meets the ball, he hears
something in the forest next to him. Wait – it’s more than one thing. He prepares to run, but the gun
poking from between the leaves is faster than his legs. The gun goes off, without making too loud of
a noise. But it was loud enough for Kennedy to freeze back at the house. She knows something isn’t