The voice sounded the same.
Young.
Nervous.
Barely above a whisper.
“Meal number eight… meal number five… meal number twelve… meal number sixteen.”
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The voice sounded the same.
Young.
Nervous.
Barely above a whisper.
“Meal number eight… meal number five… meal number twelve… meal number sixteen.”
Nathaniel “Nathan” Whitmore was the category of individual citizens respected from a distance and seldom comprehended in proximity. He possessed a colossal percentage of…