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Gloved hands cupped Derek's eyes as he leaned against the security gate. The lights from the street were causing too much reflection, but he could jus..
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Not for the first time, Jason was happy for having the room that connected to the fire-escape. Coming in from the rooftop of his sister's apartment bu..
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To describe The Hobby Trunk, the words “hole in the wall” were usually used. The shop sat on Bell Avenue in Downtown, with glass windows a..
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Underneath Jason’s cowl, he wore a bluetooth earpiece. It was the smallest and cheapest earpiece that he could find on Amazon.Jason paired it wi..
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The next time Jason woke up, he was on a very comfortable couch, but he wasn’t sure who’s couch it was. It was dark, but there was light c..
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Three weeks of healing was enough to get Jason back on his feet and in fighting shape. His rib was nowhere near finished healing, but he was well-enou..
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“Left, you need to take a left in thirty steps,” Amy’s voice echoed in Jason’s ear.Jason was panting as he ran, but even after..
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Anger raged behind Jason’s calm mask as he looked through the window.On the other side, his sister was holding Hannah’s hand while a nurse..
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“How can we use this?” Jason asked as he sat with his sister at the dining room table.Amy swallowed the spaghetti that Jason had thrown to..
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Jason walked into The Hobby Trunk around eleven in the morning. He had only made it about three steps into the store when a slow congratulatory clap c..
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