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" Dr. Wu sighs, shooting a disapproving look at Mr. Masrani. “Tell your intern director to stop taking my interns!” he says. “Oh, so now you like having the interns around,” Mr. Masrani says, needling Dr. Wu. I get the idea he likes to do that. “They have performed adequately,” Dr. Wu acknowledges, and Mr. Masrani chuckles. “You’re too hard on them, Doctor!” “It gives them something to strive for,” Dr. Wu says dryly. “You want to be the best, don’t you, Claire?” “I do,” I say. And I mean it. "
― Tess Sharpe , The Evolution of Claire (Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom #1)
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" Even Mr. Masrani’s announcement of his plans to open a park had been shrouded in mystery. The man had a flair for drama. It started when packages containing amber-handled archaeological tools—the kind that paleontologists use to dig up bones—began arriving. At first, it was journalists, social media influencers, actors, pop stars, the leading professors and minds of the world. Then, as the buzz began to start, the tools began arriving at random people’s doorsteps across the world. Everyone starting talking about it because it was so weird—and the selection of people who got the tools was so broad and varied. The tools came with no note, just a simple card that had the profile of a T. rex skeleton stamped upon it. Two more packages arrived for the lucky recipients over the next few weeks. It became this status thing to post about them. Everyone was trying to trace the company that sent them, but no one could figure it out. The second package contained a compass; carved on the back was that same T. rex stamp. When the third and final package arrived, it caused a sensation. Each person’s box had three clues—a jagged tooth, a curled piece of parchment with the sketch of a gate in spidery ink, and an old-fashioned-looking key, one clearly not made to unlock anything. The speculation this caused throughout the world was unparalleled. What did these objects mean? Did they relate to each other? Was this just some elaborate prank? The first person to discover how to activate the boxes was a farmer’s son in Bolivia. After he disassembled the wooden box the trinkets were sent in, he noticed a strange indentation in the top of the lid and placed his key inside. Once he posted his discovery on YouTube, people across the globe were inserting their key in the notch, activating a hidden hologram chip embedded in the key’s handle. This beamed a message. Two silver words. One date. They’re coming. May 30, 2005 By the time Mr. Masrani held his press conference the next day, the entire world was buzzing about the possibility of a new park and a chance to get close to the dinosaurs. Both of the islands had been restricted for so long, it was the only thing anyone could talk about. It’s one of those things you compare notes on with other people: Where were you when Masrani announced Jurassic World? "
― Tess Sharpe , The Evolution of Claire (Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom #1)
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" Did you just insult Tanya and try to pit me against her by basically implying I’m better because I don’t dye my hair?” I demand. I look to the other girls, whose eyes are dancing. I feel strong with Ronnie and Tanya by my side. “Did this guy just ‘you’re not like other girls’ me?” “I think he did,” Tanya says, practically shaking with suppressed laughter. Wyatt shifts in his seat. “I just gave my opinion. Some helpful advice.” “News flash, Wyatt,” Ronnie says. “Your opinion sucks. And no one needs your advice.” “You do realize we don’t do our hair for you or any guy?” Tanya asks, an edge to her voice. “We don’t wear clothes or makeup for you. I do my hair because it makes me feel awesome and like a magical freaking mermaid. One who lures sailors into the sea and eats them.” She smiles, wicked, challenging, and so, so cool, still. “I couldn’t care less what you think. "
― Tess Sharpe , The Evolution of Claire (Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom #1)
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" How are you doing, Claire?” Dr. Wu asks, and the question startles me. I thought that he’d be the one person who wouldn’t force me to answer that. But when I look into his eyes, I don’t see pity. I see understanding. Recognition. Dr. Wu was there when it all started with Dr. Hammond. He was there that night everything went wrong. He must have lost colleagues. This place has taken from him, too. But he has stayed. And suddenly, all I can do is ask why. I blurt it out in a rush, and he looks at me for a moment, quietly, with a patience he’s never shown before. “The island takes, yes. But it gives, too. That is nature, Claire. That is life.” “So you just…deal?” I ask. His mouth twitches into a smile. “You move forward. Step by step. Some days it is hard. But the more days you put behind you, the easier it gets. The more you learn about what it is to have a calling. To do work that is more than just you or your colleagues.” “And it’s worth it? The loss? The consequences?” “There’s always risk in working with predators,” Dr. Wu says. “Not only dinosaurs. Think of the big cats that have attacked trainers. They are always only so tame. But part of this island operates like a wildlife refuge. And certain dangers come with that. We take precautions. We have protocols and weaponry and drills. But sometimes mistakes happen. That is what it means to be human. "
― Tess Sharpe , The Evolution of Claire (Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom #1)
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" I don’t know what I’ve learned from this,” I say dully. “I think you do,” Dr. Wu says. “You’ve learned which kind of mistakes are unacceptable. What you do with that knowledge…well, that’s up to you, isn’t it?” “What would you do with it?” I ask. “Knowledge is power, Claire. It’s not just a quaint adage. It’s the truth. You have been given a unique perspective on this place. So will you take advantage of that? Or will you run from it?” “You make it sound like it’s an opportunity,” I say. “It is,” Dr. Wu says. “An opportunity born out of a tragic mistake. Ask yourself, what would it be like to be the person making the decisions? Making sure the mistakes made this first summer you spent here never happen again? You could leave, live a boring little life, or you could stay and be part of something truly revolutionary. And someday, if you work hard enough, you might climb high enough to be in charge of it all.” My breath hitches; the idea soars inside me, and it’s like finding a key to something I didn’t know was locked up. Me…in charge of the park. Making sure everyone is safe. Making sure tragedies like Izzie’s and Justin’s deaths never happen again. Being in complete control. It’s a dazzling thought…a great gift Dr. Wu has given me. Something to distract me, something for me to fix, and a solution—all in one neat ambition. "
― Tess Sharpe , The Evolution of Claire (Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom #1)
