067 And 240 Novels & Stories

Head to the tree line here, so you will have coverage" Shannon adds pointing, I nod to her before saying "Right Mac, Natalie, you two go first, when you get their mind link me and ill send the next two and so on and so forth". Mac looked around the room and nodded to everyone before saying "Right see you in a bit, good luck" then he left the room with Natalie hot on his heels, "Ocean son, me and your Grandma are gonna have to go to the other side of the lake" I look at him confused, "The rest of the pack are here," Grandpa says pointing

My earpiece crackled to life. "Agent 64, can you hear me?" "Yes, sir," I replied, keeping my voice low. "I am in the ducts." "Good. I am patching Cyber in now." A soft beep signaled the handoff. “Nora, you are in the east duct,” Cyber's voice said, calm and precise. “The vault room is in the center of the building. Go straight, take the right fork, then continue ahead.” I followed his directions, inching forward on hands and knees. The heat was unbearable, the stale air thick with dust.

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: 1 HP. :40 Exp. :(60/200) Stats Strength :7 Agility. :5 Endurance. :7 Stamina. :5 Mutation control level : 1 Mutation energy. :(100/100) Mod energy. :(100/100) Family No. : 0 Credits : 1,00,400 Condition. : poor eyesight Build. : thin Combat Strength :24 Skills learned. : None

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Of course, he knew his number. "Write this down." He said on the other line, and I scrambled to grab a pen and a piece of paper. "0-6-3-7-1-4-2-6-5-6-7." "Is this a mobile number?" " Yes. He can call me any time." "Anytime?" "Yes, anytime." "Okay. 0-6-3-7-1-4-2-6-5-6-7. Right?"

77. I start repeating those numbers in my head over and over again. 57. 13. 45. 61. 60. 83. 77. 57. 13. 45. 61. 60. 83. 77. 57. 13. 45. 61. 60. 83. 77 . . . Finally, I calm down enough to the point I'm no longer shaking, and now I'm just pissed off.