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The Victor
The Victor
The Victor
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The Victor

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Under the new system of the Managerials, the fight was not for life but for death! And great was the ingenuity of—The Victor.
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Release dateOct 14, 2016
ISBN9781515411796
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    The Victor - Bryce Walton

    The Victor

    by Bryce Walton

    © 2016 Positronic Publishing

    Cover Image © Can Stock Photo Inc. / corepics

    Positronic Publishing

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    ISBN 13: 978-1-5154-1179-6

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    The Victor

    by Bryce Walton

    Under the new system of the Managerials, the fight was not for life but for death! And great was the ingenuity of—The Victor.

    Charles Marquis had a fraction of a minute in which to die. He dropped through the tubular beams of alloydem steel and hung there, five thousand feet above the tiers and walkways below. At either end of the walkway crossing between the two power-hung buildings, he saw the plainclothes security officers running in toward him.

    He grinned and started to release his grip. He would think about them on the way down. His fingers wouldn’t work. He kicked and strained and tore at himself with his own weight, but his hands weren’t his own any more. He might have anticipated that. Some paralysis beam freezing his hands into the metal.

    He sagged to limpness. His chin dropped. For an instant, then, the fire in his heart almost went out, but not quite. It survived that one terrible moment of defeat, then burned higher. And perhaps something in that desperate resistance was the factor that kept it burning where it was thought no flame could burn. He felt the rigidity of paralysis leaving his arms as he was lifted, helped along the walkway to a security car.

    The car looked like any other car. The officers appeared like all the other people in the clockwork culture of the mechanized New System. Marquis sought the protection of personal darkness

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