Cut Through
"Okay, strong focus on what I want," Thomas said, seeing the dream through in order to wake up. “Come on, we are almost there. Push a little more. You can’t give up at the last moment.” Jeter says, forcibly pushing my weary body into motion. I can see the vents where the virus would be placed. But there’s no one there. I push myself after seeing victory so close. And then, a gunshot and Jeter’s hand slip off of my back. I stop to look around and find Jeter lying on the road. His head is bleeding. Then I see Yash emerging from the shadows, holding a pistol in his right hand, and shoots my leg. Then he points the weapon at my head. “Did he tell you or you figured it out?” he asks with a notorious smile. “He is an honorable man…or thing. He didn’t tell me shit.” I said. My head starts ach
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