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    The Devil's Numbers
    The Devil's Numbers
    The Devil's Numbers
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    The Devil's Numbers

    By Ray Wil

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    What if the world fell asleep and only one person was awake. What would the last man on the planet do if everyone around him were like a still photograph. Much has changed in the shattered world. Andy has survived his first brush with the numbered men only to come out broken and injured. The effects of their planet altering machinations have left him with more questions and susceptible to experimental tinkering. He has been physically changed but that alteration has put him at an advantage. He has caused damage to their operations and they are determined to kill him by any means before he brings their entire plans of world remodeling down around them.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRay Wil
    Release dateApr 29, 2014
    ISBN9781311044617
    The Devil's Numbers
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    Ray Wil

    From a very early age I had a love of books. Actually, it was really comic books. Like many boys my age I loved seeing Superman the Krytonian, flying through the sky with the bright red cape or the incredible Hulk in his emerald green power smash through army tanks. I didn’t read the comics though, but simple marveled at the pictures and then tried to create them myself. I had no idea how to move from one panel box to the next. The minute I learned how to crack this cryptic puzzle was one of the happiest days of my life.I also developed and love all things artistic including poetry and storytelling, which are two important prerequisite for a writer.As a young man, like many my age, I had questions that needed answering and reading seemed to be the best way of quenching this thirst. How else would one find out how a heavy thing like an airplane flies or what the hell is shadow boxing. An encyclopedia.Credit also goes to some great teachers.My inquisitive mind led me to the interest of many things from sports, music, drama and art. Growing up with two competing brothers also I might have tried to carve out my own space within the household.Now a father of two great children I'm amazed everyday at the different world they grow up unlike the one I remember.One of my goals as a young man was to become an author and I feel privileged and incredibly appreciative to be pursuing my dream.

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      The Devil's Numbers - Ray Wil

      THE DEVIL’S NUMBERS

      Book 2

      written by

      Ray Wil

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      The Devil’s Numbers book 2

      Copyright © 2014 by Ray Wil

      All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book.

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you are reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to the online site and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      This book is a work of fiction. Any part of this material that resembles persons alive or dead, any events, or locations is purely coincidental. The characters have been derived copiously from the fathomless imagination of the author and are entirely fictitious.

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      Part 1

      Broken

      I stumbled haphazardly underneath the threatening black sky despite the windy downpour and Mr. 917 urging me forward. The broken arm burned and my shoes sloshed into the wet pavement slowing my steps. Memories betraying me the more I attempted to connect the events from only a few hours before. My companion said very little and only offered a halfhearted nod every few feet before we reached the vehicle. With one hand gripping his umbrella and the other on my shoulder, Mr. 917 ushered me into the Chevy Suburban that sat dark and ominous in the middle of the street. Another large man was in the passenger side dressed very much like the first, wearing a jumpsuit covered by a plastic see through rain protector. I leaned painfully into the leather seats before we drove off.

      With both hands studiously on the wheel, the numbered man looked unflinchingly at his partner in a calm matter of fact tone. This is…This is Mr. Three. He needs to be repaired.

      This cannot be Mr. Three. The other man responded without even looking back at me.

      Why not? Said Mr. 917.

      He is too young. And his attire is not correct protocol.

      Mr. 917 had stopped the SUV to zip down the hooded portion of the plastic protection suit. He then went about wrapping up his umbrella. The other numbered man watched him patiently. He then placed the umbrella in the backseat beside me.

      Mr. 917 continued. It appears his memory has been compromised. Apparently members of group C have been killed. Which is not good.

      We were driving now, the hurried wiper blades squeaking and slapping away the whirling rain. The other man persisted, not deterred in the least with his suspicions.

      Killed, group C? Now, inside the last location?

      I believe so. Should we return? Asked Mr. 917.

      Our protocol doesn’t include body clean up. The One Thousand Group is more equip.

      I’ll put in the alert for them to investigate. With one hand on the wheel, Mr. 917 took out an electronic tablet and tapped the surface.

      The other man glanced back at me scrupulously and then went about making sure Mr. 917 could handle the multitasking. He checked the driver’s device closely for accuracy.

      I don’t believe he is Mr. Three. We can easily check him in the database when we reach a Linking Station. Finger print and eye recognition should identity him. Our devices should be capable but they are not.

      My wet shirt and jeans clung tightly to my injured body, dripping blood onto the seat and the car floor. I couldn’t hold the silence any longer. When I spoke my voice slurred like a drunken man.

      "You’re both aware that I can hear you. I just

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