My head was rocking side to side before I could stop it. “No.” I wrenched my hand free of his. “You’re wrong.”
“I’m not!” Anger blazed hot behind his eyes as they burned into me. “Look at me, Kia! Look me in the eye and tell me you’re not her.”
The premise of the story is where clones exist. Legal in some parts of the world and illegal in some too. I haven't read the Frankenstein novel yet so I won't be able to make a comparison.
These human clones were made in Frankie's way. They are viewed differently in the society and referred to as "it". Because the makers of clones called as "Weavers" made them only as a vessel or a spare body of someone who is the original. The clones called as "echoes" were made to live the life of their originals. They have to be an exact copy of the original human.
Thoughts that hovered in my head were what it takes to be called as human? Am I an echo of my old self now but living in a different way? Trying to somehow live like I was used to be so that my "familiars" won't be disappointed in me?
The story is neutral-paced as like you are watching a movie. The plot was laid out evenly. The ending was okay but still with loose ends. It gives more space to have a sequel maybe. I consider this a juvenile version of suspense-thriller novels like Bourne or some usual movie that has the same plot.
Interesting but not that entertaining for me. Still has a lot of room to expand the author's story, therefore, I give it 4 stars.