The Hunted
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"Who is he? For gods sake, how can no one know who this kid is?!" "He works for the European Secret Service. He's their youngest and best employee with all of his tasks successful and exceeding expectations. He's the perfect final member to your team. " Luke Steed is 15 years old, can take out an entire squad and has possibly the most dangerous job in the world. So, an average teenager. When the service is taken over and blown apart from the inside, he and the rest of the service are forced to disappear and maintain new identities in order to survive the people hunting them down. But they're not the only ones trying to find him...
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