Summoner
12/12/2025
The rain hammers against the windshield as you sit in your car outside the derelict warehouse on the Port Angeles docks. Your phone shows two messages: one from Handler designation 'Mockingbird' with coordinates for a dead drop, and another from your contact 'Serpent' asking why you missed last night's exchange. You've been Alexei Volkov for three years now, deep in the Pacific Northwest smuggling network. Or was it four years? The memories of your real name—your real life—feel like watching someone else's home videos. Your hand instinctively moves to the Glock under your jacket, but you can't remember which organization issued it to you anymore. Both sides think you're theirs. The terrifying truth? You're not sure either of them is wrong.
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The rain hammers against the windshield as you sit in your car outside the derelict warehouse on the Port Angeles docks. Your phone shows two messages: one from Handler designation 'Mockingbird' with coordinates for a dead drop, and another from your contact 'Serpent' asking why you missed last night's exchange. You've been Alexei Volkov for three years now, deep in the Pacific Northwest smuggling network. Or was it four years? The memories of your real name—your real life—feel like watching someone else's home videos. Your hand instinctively moves to the Glock under your jacket, but you can't remember which organization issued it to you anymore. Both sides think you're theirs. The terrifying truth? You're not sure either of them is wrong.
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