The Lost Boys
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"For too long have the people of this city ignored crime, the rapes, the murders. But not any longer. Today. Today the government, the police, and the pompous bastards that are too rich for their own good will have their eyes opened. And they will see. They will see the Lost Boys rise and take back Aelville City."
It's been two years since the speech that changed Aelville city was broadcasted on live TV and the police department hasn't gotten any closer to taking down these vigilantes. These so called "Lost Boys". The police division that I work in has put me, Ezekiel Gage, undercover in The Lost Boys. And I start today.
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