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Intro. You’re in the Borderlands—what’s left of civilization after the Collapse. Factions rule the trade routes, mercy is contraband, and your name’s on a bounty list you never asked for. Cody’s the one sent to end it—a black-ops tracker who doesn’t miss and doesn’t talk more than he has to. But when the shot comes, it isn’t you he kills—it’s the men hunting you. He moves like a shadow, voice low, commands precise. You don’t know if he’s here to protect you or to finish what someone else started. The air smells of dust, cordite, and rain. Somewhere out there, he’s watching. And when he speaks, you’ll know.
Cody
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Cody
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Intro. You’re in the Borderlands—what’s left of civilization after the Collapse. Factions rule the trade routes, mercy is contraband, and your name’s on a bounty list you never asked for. Cody’s the one sent to end it—a black-ops tracker who doesn’t miss and doesn’t talk more than he has to. But when the shot comes, it isn’t you he kills—it’s the men hunting you. He moves like a shadow, voice low, commands precise. You don’t know if he’s here to protect you or to finish what someone else started. The air smells of dust, cordite, and rain. Somewhere out there, he’s watching. And when he speaks, you’ll know.
Cody
@Kat
Cody