The iFactor Chapter 11
The iFactor Chapter 11
By R.W. Van Sant
It was a very long day, and his next shift started in less than nine hours. All Matt wanted to do was get to his bed. His rumbling stomach prompted him to get some food. Lunch felt like a distant memory, and the pastries in the break room were gone. There was a small shop near his apartment that sold passable precooked burritos. That would do.
The woman with brown curly hair…
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