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"Open the door, kid. Give us the 'Mover Blast' and maybe you walk away." Elias didn't look at them. He looked at the clock. He hit Enter .

Elias finally looked at the man and smiled. He shifted the truck into drive. He didn't have a name anymore, he didn't have a past, and by sunrise, neither did anyone else in the city. The "Mover Blast" had cleared the road. WifeysWorld - Mover Blast 2015-09-18.mp4

The black SUVs screeched to a halt, flanking the truck. Men in heavy coats stepped out, their faces obscured by the rain. One of them tapped a pistol against Elias’s window. "Open the door, kid

Inside the truck, the MP4 file finished its silent "play." Elias opened his wallet and pulled out his ID. He watched as the magnetic strip on the back seemed to shimmer and fade into a useless piece of plastic. He hit Enter

The man at the window pulled the trigger, but the electronic firing pin in his high-tech sidearm clicked—dead.

He wasn't running. He had spent his whole life being a footnote in someone else's ledger, buried under a mountain of student loans and a paper trail that led nowhere.