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landed on his shoulder.
    “That’s quite enough, kid.”
    Ryan spun around and swung a right hook at the stranger's face managing to startle the man enough that he lost his grip. Dodging around him, Ryan took off only to be grabbed by another man.
    “Not so fast.”
    The first man stepped up and took hold of Ryan's other arm.
    Ryan had never been caught before, but he had heard stories from the others who had. His stomach sank as he realized what might happen to him, and he thrashed to free himself of the men's hold.
    “Stop struggling, kid.”
    “What's going on here?” a third man asked as he approached them.
    Ryan recognized him as the Owner from the day before. He was dressed in a suit as the other two were, but there was a huge difference between the tailored, sleek, grey suit the man was wearing and the generic, matching suits that the other two had thrown on.
    “We caught him trying to steal your car.”
    The Owner stepped forward and looked over the Zeus then down at the equipment that Ryan had dropped in the struggle.
    He let out a loud guffaw, “So my plan succeeded. Some things are so predictable. How's his work?”
    “Neat. There's not even a smudge. He would have succeeded if we hadn't shown up.”
    “Does he have a pass?”
    Passes kept people from being taken as Belligerents. It was the only thing that kept them safe. A pass was freedom. The men looked at thief, but he kept his gaze on the Owner. Of course, Ryan didn't have a pass. A minor, five year pass cost five hundred thousand credits, and that was more than the average person made in ten years.
    The Owner's face lit up in delight when Ryan didn't produce any proof of freedom. “What's your name, kid? Eva wouldn't tell me.”
    “It's Ryan,” he muttered.
    “No last name?”
    Ryan shook his head. “Not one that matters.”
    “Good. That's what I like to hear. Well, Ryan, people call me Shifter.”
    Ryan thought the name suited him. The man did look shifty, especially with his cold, grey eyes and his unnaturally silver hair.
    “It would appear that you're just the person I need at the moment,” Shifter said. “I saw your work yesterday, and I've had some people tracking you today. I'm impressed with what I've seen and I think you'll be a great addition.”
    “Addition to what?
    “My team.” Shifter gave a grin that made him shudder. “I happen to have a spot open, and I would love for you to fill it.”
    “Not a chance,” Ryan said through gritted teeth. One of his worst fears was playing out and his body felt as if it was rejecting every moment.
    “Not your choice,” Shifter replied lightly.

     

     

Chapter 3
     

     
    After being abducted in the parking deck, Ryan was placed in a holding cell until it could be confirmed that he had no pass and was actually a Commoner. The uncomfortable holding cell’s walls were so confining, he could touch each side by extending his arms in either direction. He was only allowed from the tiny room for less than two hours a day. After three days in the holding cell, the official paperwork was completed, but there was still one step left before he would be considered an official Belligerent.
    “Come on. Time to get up,” a disciplinary squad member gruffly woke Ryan on his third morning at the detention center. Ryan took his time sitting up on his cot, stretching and yawning obnoxiously.
    “Little early isn't it? Thought you guys never veered off schedule,” he said, realizing he was already in the worst situation possible. Why hold his tongue now? It wasn’t like the detention goons could affect his fate anyway.
    The man didn't fluster or flinch. He simply held the door open and waited for the prisoner to start moving. Anything was better than remaining in the cell, so Ryan refrained from further wisecracks and decided to cooperate. The guard could still decide to give him a sound beating.
    Three other members of the disciplinary squad were waiting outside the cell to escort the prisoner