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CAFFEINE
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RYAN GRABOW
I opened my eyes, standing unharmed in the middle of theroad. The car had dematerialized. The rain had stopped. The citywas quiet, except for the steps of a woman walking in the road.She stopped three meters from me, observing me. I saw her faceand her descender. I remembered where I had seen her before.Blackjack table.Modern clothing had replaced the Soviet uniform and,without the cap covering it, hair that appeared white was reflectingthe streetlights above with a faint silver luminance.“Who are you?”“There is only one thing you need to know, Mister Dauphin.”Her words were spoken in neither love nor hate. Her eyeswere a puzzle. Her face revealed no emotion. Even as her nextwords shook to my core, that which was behind them seemed veryalien. Hers was the impersonal statement of a fact, of thingsdecided before I’d even stepped into the ascension booth.“If you don’t start cooperating, I’ll kill you.”
 
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CAFFEINE
 A NOVEL BY RYAN GRABOW
FORT MYERS, FLORIDAegrabow.com/media

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