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In the not so distant future, four people leading entirely different lives were told to meet through a mysterious message.
Seth, the notorious drug dealer.
Elsa, filthy rich heiress, floozy and charming.
Isaac, the university freshman and hacking prodigy.
And Thea, a high school student with an eye for people.
After days of reluctantly searching for the reason why, they all find that they were all government agents-in-training, whose memories were wiped and altered. The question is, why? Was it something they did?
Or something they found out?
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