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The printer began to scream. Not mechanically—literally, a low human-like wail from its guts, as pages vomited out in a furious blur. Eldridge stumbled backward, knocking over a recycling bin. Marlon grabbed the hot stack, the paper slicing his thumb.

“Stupid thing,” Marlon muttered, and clicked “Retrieve.” printanywhere cpcc

But the man in the hoodie—the one from the photograph—hadn’t walked away. And Marlon had a sinking feeling that if he left now, someone else would find these pages tomorrow. And they wouldn’t be asking questions about a resume. The printer began to scream

Page two: a list of names. CPCC staff. But next to each name was a bank account number and a schedule of when they took their lunch breaks. Marlon grabbed the hot stack, the paper slicing his thumb

YOU ARE STANDING WHERE HE STOOD. DON’T PRINT THE REST. WALK AWAY.