6
Layne
I gnaw my lip as Sam pulls up to a low-slung cottage in Chula Vista. I’ve decided that Sam has a super power other than the werewolf thing. He’s got some sort tractor beam-like intensity that sucks you in and doesn’t let go. Until you find yourself on the run, visiting random people in rundown housing in an attempt to take down an evil corporation that happened to be your former employer. How else can I explain the turn my life has taken in the past twenty-four hours?
“What are we doing here again?” I ask.
“I have someone looking over the data I stole to find a lead on Smyth. In the meantime, I’m gonna try to find Nash.”
“The lion shifter?”
“Yeah. He volunteered for the program. My gut tells me he might know more about the Data-X program. Maybe even how to get to Smyth.”
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