“God Almighty… that’s Arthur Mercer’s boy… that’s Master Chief Damon Mercer! The Ghost of Conduit Ten!”
Blake recovered his balance, his face flaring into an apoplectic, humiliated crimson as he spun around, his vocal cords tearing into a furious screech:
“GET OFF MY MAT! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!”
Before Blake could reset his guard, from the breast pocket of my folded flannel shirt sitting on the folding chair behind me…
My encrypted Department of Defense tactical transponder began to shriek with a piercing, high-gain acoustic alarm:
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BEEP-BEEP-BEEP.
A voice boomed through the open speaker, filling the entire martial arts gym:
“MASTER CHIEF MERCER! FLASH PRIORITY DIRECTIVE FROM TASK FORCE CADUCEUS! ARTHUR STERLING-VANCE’S CONTRACTORS HAVE BREACHED VALVE STATION TEN BENEATH CEDAR FALLS!”
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Chapter 1: My son lay on the gym floor, struggling to breathe, while his martial arts instructor ridiculed him in front of a room packed with parents. h007
Posted October 28, 2026
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