John Doe: Part 1: Trace

He touched the mirror, leaned in closer, peered into his own eye, looking at the tech disguised as floaters in the white. He smiled, a ceramic toothed smile — functional and untraceable; they had no makers mark on them. Nothing on him had anything identifiable. He was careful; more careful now than he had ever [...]

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