0 With Line Through It Novels & Stories

A low, familiar growl rumbled close to my ear, steady and grounding. Then — nothing.

I aske feeling frustrated with the level of shits I have always been worried about. "I went to the filling station easily but on my way back I took the wrong turn, I was far gone when I realize I took the wrong road, the grasses looks the same" he tried explaining. "I don't know how you have lived your life up to this moment with your zero sense of direction" I said and he came closer.

**The Road to the Site** Adrian drove faster than Elena had ever seen him, Rosa on speakerphone with Margaret Ashworth, the city blurring past the windows in streaks of orange streetlight. "Tell me exactly what you found," Rosa said. "A ledger entry from three days ago," Margaret's voice came through, tight with urgency. "Julian authorized a demolition contractor — unlicensed, off the books, paid in cash through one of the Society's older shell accounts. The work order specifies tonight. Structural charges, timed for after midnight, when the site's supposed to be empty."

Minus “You wanna hear more?” I asked in disbelief. She raised an eyebrow. “I’m here, aren’t I?” “Flyin’ baby Jesus, Cricket. I can’t for the life of me figure out why?” “Would you make up your mind please, Minus,” Cricket ground out. “Do you want me to be a part of this, or not?” “Actually… I don’t know,” I admitted. “That’s not an answer!” she snapped.

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She sat down on the couch, and took out an electronic pen, scribbling something very quickly. Kevin tried to overlook at the screen but the girl was actually very quick. He could barely understand the figures that she wrote and after a few seconds she wrote a digit and shifted the I-pad, back towards Kevin, standing on her feet. “It is solved sir. The answer is no profit no loss. Hence zero. Anything else you would like me to do?” The girl spoke in a humble tone, but wanted to laugh loudly looking at Kevin’s expressions.

I asked, furrowing my brow. “It doesn’t!” Zara said, her eyes wide as she opened a keypad typing the number. My heartbeat increased a little when I saw that she had memorised it despite her thinking it was a number of male escort agency. “That’s a zero.” She gaped at me. “It’s not.” “It is. That’s a zero.” I said, pointing to the closed loop on the picture she had taken. “That’s a six, Hayden,” she said. Her black coloured nail pointed at the line. That must have been my mistake. “See? That’s a six.”

"Are you ready Elliott?" "God yes," I translate with a smile as she signs with enthusiasm. I climb out of the bed and Carol turns off the ventilator, detaching the hose. We wait a minute to see if she can breathe on her own. After thirty seconds she starts wheezing and gasping for breath. Carol quickly reattaches the hose and turns the ventilator back on.

A key. ---

And then— A single line appeared. Clear. Perfect. Unbroken. YOU