PROLOGUE
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As the sun rose above the horizon in
“Simple
conditions,” he told him. “Simple life.”
Sean seemed to
understand, nodded and found him this most basic apartment he could get. He did, however, appreciate the fact that
Sean had got him approved and moved in within a day. Such is having a billionaire industrialist as
a friend and ally.
Jason set his
duffel bag down and moved to the kitchen.
He opened the door to the refrigerator and found it (naturally) stocked
with everything he’d asked for: all types of vegetables, fruits, protein drinks
and gallons of water. Grabbing a can of
“Protein Extreme”, he chuckled at the name, shook it up really well and popped
the top, downing half of it in his first gulp.
A knock came at the
door. Jason raised his eyebrow and went
to answer. He took a step back as he
recognized the man in the center of the three black-clad individuals. They were Defenders.
“SKULL!” Jason exclaimed. “How the hell are you!”
“Skull” said
nothing as the other two lifted their guns and pointed at Jason, who stepped
back.
“Uh…Skull?”
“Jason Lee Scott,”
Skull announced in a deep and authoritative voice, accentuating each word with
a point of his finger. “Don’t you move a muscle!”
Jason stared at his
former classmate and down the barrels of the guns, swallowing the dry lump in
his throat.