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			<title>Chapter 2 - The Native</title>
			<description>Chapter 2 - Untitled &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The refrigerator door shut slowly after a light push. A fridge full of food, but nothing he wanted to eat. A glance to the counter top told him he was out of fresh coffee, though the pot had leftovers from the night before.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wandering into t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1- The Native</title>
			<description>Chapter 1 - ConfrontationElliot could hardly move his arm at all without wanting to scream when he woke up that morning. he had laid on his bed, not getting up for hours. his arm was throbbing with the worst pain he&amp;rsquo;d had since he&amp;rsquo;d been shot back when he was a rookie cop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>The Native</title>
			<description>A cop returning from a long running undercover assignment finds he can't quite return to the normal way of life... or at least doesn't want to.  He's not afraid to kill to keep his secret.</description>
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