Noodle suspects wardens track his escape and finds wildland unfolding along a thousand kilometers of rugged coastline to document life in a system that keeps people working with cameras and clandestine surveillance. Where threats are feral bulls soaking in coastal sun Noodle thought he discovered freedom until an International Intelligence Service agent aids his recollection of love lost after being imprisoned in Freedom Incorporated’s super-maximum security-ward without charges, a trial, or record of detainment. When stuck in a place so remote footpaths replace roads, the provocateur gains Noodle’s trust only to compromise his strength for men riding dirt-bikes to push the boy born with blue skin beyond the bounds of Freedom’s rule.
Agents didn’t break Noodle. He doesn’t get caught killing anyone. Instead Noodle fled Camp lacking clean water to sleep shelter-less on African wildland journeying to the Town where he awoke Christmas morning on the floor of a snack shop. Agents track him there too yet, after fighting a twenty-year long war, Africans excel at security. People who witnessed brothers being shot, poisoned, and burned alive proclaimed, “Noodle it doesn’t matter if men wearing white suits come with masks attached to breathing apparatuses then allege you have a rare disease nobody’s ever heard of. Even if they say it’s a matter of national security we’ll never let the wardens take you again. Here people fight to defend independence.”
Africans were poor where Noodle lived but rejected bombs, bullets, powders, and policemen. Freedom Afrika taught people need food, water, shelter, and love to survive. That love is all Noodle needed! Find out more at www.church-publishing.com.