The Surgeon's Scars: Running From My Past

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like the world was cryi

lltown. It was modern, sterile, and cold. Adria dropped her b

Sky Spire poked through the lo

New life

lled to "Damon." Her thumb hovered over the 'Block' butt

it, but she couldn't sever the last digi

ang

ne onto the couch

jet taxied to a halt. A black SUV was waiting on t

river offered. He let the rain hit his face. It cooled

ers," he said, slidin

office. Harrell was a mountain of a man with a g

breakfast at 19, right?" Harre

e badge. "I'm

19 was an old brick building in a rougher

, a group of firefighters were laughing. A young guy,

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ues, the medals on his chest catching the ligh

ter died

mile. He didn't introduce himself. He j

d, but it carried to the back of the room. "And thi

"We heard we were getting a rich kid.

was two inches taller. "Ten min

in out there," L

ly. "Does fire take a day

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inds were closed. He leaned back against the door, closing his e

phone. He stared

breathing her air. But fear, cold and unfamiliar, gripped him. If he ca

e down, face do

ispered to th