Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

lan was rolling with the real deal, a crew of ace players who breezed through the talent screening like it was child's play.

Before long, fourteen of the bunch had made the cut and were herded into a spacious van, told they were headed off for some

intensive training.

Gazing out the window, lan overheard the chatter inside.

"Man, I can't believe I made it. Gonna rake in sserious dough this time."

"If I bag three hundred bucks, I'm set for life. Mom and Dad would feel proud."

"Dude, imagine rolling up in your own ride. We're talking about Wall Street, the glitziest joint on the planet."

lan leaned back, his eyes growing dark. Not the glitziest, more like the most terrifying hellhole imaginable.

The van kept pushing on, and besides lan and his companions, no one had a clue where this so-called intensive training was taking

place.

After a solid four-hour drive, they cto a halt deep in the mountain ranges.

The driver hopped out for a quick pow-wow, and then barked at everyone with dialect to disembark and line up.

lan could catch the drift of the local lingo but the specifics of the driver's dialect eluded him. The message was clear though:

someone was coming to lead them, and they'd better put on a good show.

time, and fourteen arrived to take charge - one guide

their guides for mentors ready to prep them for the big leagues on Wall Street,

trailing along with the group. His people weren't by his side; they were

secluded cliffside where staff began roll call, and those named

confirmed everyone's presence, they were

hub's epicenter but a remote

a lobby, then through to a private room. Ssaid a

a must, which included an injection of

figure in a hazmat suit into a room until they brandished a syringe. If

leave this place alive.

lan grabbed the wrist, flipped the syringe, and plunged it into

mouth opening to scream, but

the unconscious man, then stepped out to find more hazmat-clad workers dragging

man in lan's

room, and in that single glance, he knew

exchanged, they both slipped into the throng of

plentiful and restricted to this zone, barred from wandering

hour, lan deduced the strict compartmentalization of the research base, something akin to an upgraded version

Forbidden Island.

to Inner, but here, money was worthless. Worse than

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