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Clandestine Volume 1: Loyalty

The simple life of a child was changed one fateful day when his home and everything he knew was taken away. An angel wanted to have it back, giving him a home, a place to call his own. When Kai Hinata came of age, his savior told him of her job, she, and the people she work with are the line between the world, the things that go bump in the night and total chaos. With that knowledge came a choice, become a hunter and protect this teetering world... Now, he's the best of the best and things are going pretty good, but a new partner secrets, and the rise of conspiracies threaten to once again take it all away... What kind of bond will he and his new partner form? What secrets lie in store? Can they keep everything Stable?

MorganLionheart · Fantaisie
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13 Chs

Chapter 8: Fractured Pieces

Sometimes the things I do for that boy stun even me, Himari thought as she held the flashlight in her teeth, aiming the beam of light at the computer on Ms. Hinata's desk.

She had snuck out of the house around midnight and her knees were sore from crawling low on the ground, trying to avoid the cameras outside and inside the building. Now that she was in, the hard part was over…she thought.

She sighed, flipping on the laptop that rested in the corner of the desk. She turned down the backlight, taking a red flash drive out of her pocket and plugging it into the USB port. A screen of symbols and codes appeared as the computer loaded. She hit a few keys and suddenly the screen flashed with articles and files.

She watched the chaos, looking at the date stamps on each report until she came to the date that closely coincided with the date Akio and Cassandra had transferred to America. She tapped a key, causing the reports to slow down so she could sift through them. Finally she stopped and swallowed hard.

What the hell? She slid the icon for the file over to her flash drive then unplugged it and ducked down, heading out of the office and back into the night air. Kai was right, something strange is going on.