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Forks, Washington
April 6th 2035
It was not possible to keep Vance’s name of the public eye.
The evening fog was rolling into Forks as Vance exited the Klallam County Sheriff office. He was followed by Sheriff McBride, who joined Vance.
“That was three and a half hours of hell,” Vance said bitterly to the sheriff.
“I tried to keep it under wraps, but an sss drone pretty much captured the whole thing, and before you knew it the feds were all over it. They whisked away the assassin in less than four hours. Then the press got a whiff, sorry. ”
“You tried.”
“I must say, Mr. Vance, you’re quite amazing. I watched the footage. What kind of enhancements have you gotten?”
“Experimental.”
“The footage has been pulled from the public servers.”
“Thank God.”
“Your bot lawyer was impress
