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PROLOGUE

I was never anything but ordinary. Average in every way. Brown hair, brown eyes, not short, not tall, not fat, not thin, and your basic “B” student. I had no group I belonged to, no after school activities; I couldn’t play an instrument or draw a recognizable picture. Three months before my high school graduation and people I’d been in classes with since elementary school still didn’t know who I was. The only thing anyone ever remembered about me was my name. October. I was named for the month my parents met and my dad gave up drinking. People always laughed when they heard it. It didn’t seem to matter that there was that beautiful actress, January Jones, and there was a girl named June in school and two girls named May. My month, my name, October Fetterhoff, always made them laugh. I even tried going by Toby, but it didn’t stick.

But I should have known there were good things about being ordinary. I should have appreciated being unremarkable. I could travel under the radar, go completely unnoticed. I could think whatever I wanted, do whatever I wanted, and nobody paid any attention. Nobody was ever watching me.

And then all that changed. I was anything but ordinary and my extraordinariness was going to get me killed.