Project freelancer: The Forgotten Agent
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Agent Arizona.... No wait, it's Agent Shadow. The last thing I saw was the building falling. The thought of death finally frightened me. Then everything went black after that.
Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong in my life. How long has it been since my kidnapping or the day I was so close to death? 2 maybe 3 years?
You know what, I don't care. I finally found two of the others. This whole time, they thought I was dead.... Well It sure felt like it. Anyways, the world should know my story. The truth behind the freelancers. This is my story.
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