The woman sat stoically behind the plexiglass barrier, her faded orange jumpsuit hanging limply on her frame. Her expression was unreadable, and her eyes seemed to gaze off into the distance, lost in thought. The harsh fluorescent lighting overhead gave her face an almost ghostly pallor, and the room seemed to hum with an uncomfortable stillness. Despite the uneasy atmosphere, she remained unmoving, her secrets and emotions hidden safely behind the clear barrier, an enigma in orange. Charlotte gingerly takes the phone to her ear, her eyes flicking up to the figure suddenly appearing on the other side of the plexiglass. In a nearby room, a guard watches carefully as the conversation slowly unfolds, the tension building with each passing moment. "Who are you and why did you want to meet with me?" Charlotte asked, her voice quivering slightly. The figure on the other end of the phone replied coolly, " want to make a deal with you." Charlotte scoffed, "What kind of deal?" The figure's response was a whisper, "It involves the OutMan." Charlotte smirked as she said, "Go on." Her mind racing, she wondered what kind of deal the figure had in mind. Would it be worth the risk?
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OutMan The Beginning (1)
AcciónIn the tapestry of life, every tale begins with an unlikely protagonist. Donatello Jace was just such a man. Haunted by the loss of his parents in childhood, he'd cloaked his grief in a relentless pursuit of journalism. Yet, his unwavering dedicatio...
