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Two Weeks Later

Camille could feel the beads of sweat trickling down her back making her skin itch. The urge to scratch away the tickling sensation was almost unbearable but she forced herself to ignore it and blocked the blow coming for her ribs. As she blocked, her free elbow came up to hit her opponent it the side of the head. Her funny bone smarted from the impact, sending a tingling sensation through her arm but Camille shook it off, dancing away on the balls of her feet to create space and to prepare or her next assault.

It had been two long weeks since the doctors had identified the device Nathan had implanted inside of Camille. Her days had been filled with her giving up as much information as she could about Nathan and the people he knew or sitting on more consultations as doctors carried out more tests and they worked to try and figure out how to deactivate the device or better still, remove it. It quickly became apparent that Nathan’s inventor hadn’t followed the blueprints