When I got back home, I opened my door to see Astra and Alice sitting comfortably on my couch looking worriedly at Astra's phone. "What's going on," I asked the two women. "Look for yourself," Alice said. I went over to Astra's phone and looked. There was a text message that read, "I'm coming for you and your brother." "Alice? You and the team need to move all of my brother's things now. I'll take him to the base." That was the last thing I remembered before there was an explosion. After that, everything went dark.
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The Secret
Teen FictionRye Miller is just your average journalist writing for a newspaper in New York, New York. When he goes on a very important assignment, something happens to him that he never expects.
