Evertaster

  • Chapter 1β€” The Heist

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    The vault was supposed to be impregnable.

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  • And it wasβ€” for the most part.

  • Mr. Italo Arrivederci had made sure of that.

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    It had stopped dozens of would-be thieves over hundreds of risky years; though no one knew exactly why it was so effective.

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  • That night, things would change.

  • Epiglottis pushed his mop back and forth across the marble floor of the outer hall.

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    A guard in a dark blue uniform nodded to him as he passed, the click-clack of his footsteps echoing between the ivory columns as they did every night.

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  • For all the familiarity it brought with it, Epiglottis hated the sound.

  • Epiglottis had waited for years, posing as a lowly janitor, casting aside his true self, enduring a Scavenger’s life.

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    Tonight it would end.

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  • He adjusted the miniature camera housed discreetly inside the pen stuck in the left breast pocket of his coveralls.

  • It was a direct video feed to the man with the pencil-thin tieβ€” another source of frustration.

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    Voice

    β€œTake up your position,”

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    crackled the voice through the microphone hidden in Epiglottis’ ear.

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    Epiglottis

    β€œAlready there,”

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    he whispered, irritated, as he ducked behind one of the two massive, polished white columns that flanked the five-hundred pound, double wooden doors.

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  • He wished the Arch-Gourmand were giving the orders.

  • He would appreciate the magnitude of the task at hand.

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    The guard had turned the corner by now.

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