Virtual Friendship, Draft 1 CH 07

It wasn't too bad, Trevor thought, standing in the middle of the pathway with people walking around him. It was busier than he'd expected, but people minded their own business, didn't even look at him. He nodded to himself. "I can do this." He...

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Virtual Friendship, Draft 1 CH 06

The nice thing about working on the file Bobby sent Trevor was that it gave him a reason to end his workday, step out of the precinct's lobby and files, and work within his own lobby. The bad thing about it was that it was an unusual behavior that...

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Virtual Friendship, Draft 1 CH 05

Bobby reached up and grabbed the store's facade, bringing it down to eye level. He unraveled it, studying the image's components, he brought down the hue a few percents, raised the saturation and set it back up to look at it from the distance of people...

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Virtual Friendship, Draft 1 CH 04

Omar Grindgear stood in the market square closest to the eastern gate of Tofen. He wasn't a fan of the city, too much elitism, too many guards protecting the players controlling the city, but Tofen was the closest to the dungeon he wanted to propose....

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Virtual Friendship, Draft 1 CH 03

Trevor grabbed a bunch of transmissions, widened them until he could see the shape of the data flow, looked for the pattern he was searching for, didn't see it, let the bundle go, and grabbed another one, repeating the process. He was...

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Virtual Friendship, Draft 1 CH 02

Omar stepped out of the game lobby and Trevor dismissed his personal one, with barely a glance at the recreation of a nineteenth-century office to jump out of his chair and run across the room. "Dad wants--" Tucker began. "Later." He entered...

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Virtual Friendship, Draft 1 CH 01

Omar Grindgear looked out on the landscape of rocks and crystal as the transport gem crumbled in his palm. He brushed his hands; the metal scraping together. He smiled, gears whirling as his lips moved. This would be a great game. He saw movement...

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Shattered Salvation, Draft 1 CH 54

Epilogue Katherine took a deep breath and immediately jolted back to get out of Alex's reach. The fighting was still going on, but it had turned hot all of a sudden. She opened her eyes, where had Alex gone? Why hadn't he finished her?...

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Shattered Salvation, Draft 1 CH 53

Consciousness came back slowly and with effort. He felt horrible. Every part of his body was too heavy and his brain kept glitching. Giving him snippets of conversation that couldn't be happening. He felt hands on him, and managed to wrench his eyes...

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Shattered Salvation, Draft 1 CH 52

The ship shuddered as it landed, hard. Tristan shook his head to clear it and let out a jaw-cracking yawn. He reached for the injector but it was empty. He searched among the vials littered on the control panel, and then among those that had fallen to...

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Shattered Salvation, Draft 1 CH 51

Tristan closed his eyes, the job was finally done. So why didn't he feel the satisfaction of a job well done? The reason was behind him; Alex. The job wasn't done while he was still alive. All he needed to do was turn and slash his throat...

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Shattered Salvation, Draft 1 CH 50

What was going on with him? Alex wondered. Tristan could get angry, he could get violent, but always with a good reason. He shouldn't have snapped at Alex pointing out the obvious. At worse he should have said he didn't care. Again he wondered if...

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