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Chapter 47  Information Vacuum

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Rain lashed against Dominic’s ribs, the cold stinging the raw gash in his shoulder. He slumped against the rusted housing of an industrial exhaust fan, the vibration of the blades rattling his spine. He tossed his dead radio into a puddle. It was just a plastic brick now; Victor’s crew had jammed every frequency in the building.

He checked his mag one-handed.

A beam of light cut through the dark. A mercenary—too young for this kind of work—rounded the corner, rifle leveled. The light hit Domin
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