The Archive Remembers

the neon lights and soaked the cracked pavement of downtown

ween his fingers. His eyes, once full of youthful arrogance, were now hard, calculating, and void of mer

t fighting, weapons, surveillance. He learned to be invisible. Learned how to hurt

cuments, names. His father had uncovered a dark conspiracy one that involved powerful people, secret deals, and corruption

years, Matherson had fi

he cigarette and fl

he muttered