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Arriving at the auction
Marissa's POV I walk out of the room. Tonight I'm wearing a beautiful red dress from a very well-known designer. I know I look wealthy. I have never looked wealthy in my life, as I have grown up being a poor orphan. I never had parents who could buy me anything I wanted, so I traveled from one foster house to another. I'm not feeling sorry for myself. I think it just made me tougher. It prepared me for the life that I am living now. I know being a hacker is a very dangerous job. If the FBI or CIA catches me, I will never see the day of light again. They will lock me up so deep that I will never be able to get out of jail again. I do not want to get back to prison and know that Viper is one of the hackers everybody is looking for. I cannot allow anybody to reveal my identity. One day, may
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