Last page of chapter one. ;) Remember kind readers, no stealing. Ideas by [KS]. Written by [MR].
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    For the rest of the day, Mark resumed his immature, puppy like attitude, leaving [?] with yet another noisy day on his noisy island. The girls continued to swarm like a mob, well cult, or estrogen high bees. He was once again surrounded by too many people too many times at too many places. One thought did give a little more meaning to his forced smiles and straining kind voice.
    That hacker is going down…

 


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