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“Where am I?” Colton asked. He’d been unconscious and he wasn’t sure how long.
“We’re in a Motel 6 parking lot,” Bayard said.
Colton’s body had gone completely rigid during the tasing, and now he felt weak and limp. His head hurt more than anything else. He wasn’t sure what Bayard had done to him or why, but the clamp over his head and the firecracker feeling in his brain had been worse than the taser. The clamp had been removed, but Colton still couldn’t see. Everything was dark.
“Why? Who are you, and what did you do to me?”
“We took you off the grid,” Bayard said. “Just like I’m off the grid, just like Big Al is off the grid. They won’t be able to track you. Your NRNT Chip is dismantled, mostly. You’ll still receive the emergency transmissions, but the tracking feature is com
