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Last published Sun, Jan 14, 2018
When you are stuck you think of a way out. If your stuck in a wheel chair your always thinking because there is no way out. Diana hasn't stopped thinking and learning ever sense the crash putting her that chair, its what pushed her to become one of the best minds of her generation. Now she is the youngest member of the CIA innovative task force. Her partner is David or as everyone calls him David. Diana has known David as long as she can remember, he came to play with her brother Oliver when mom died in the crash. She watched as ollie and Davy became varsity in every sport, dated the all the girls and getting into trouble. Davids background in athletics landed him with a spot in the FBI after he tore his knee in college. Now there a team and need to get it together before time runs out.
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