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Inventor. Visionary. Genius. These were the words 19-year-old Ricky Dagger used to describe himself. And why not? It’s not every day someone invents a device as powerful as the Neural Disruptor Mark II. Still, he made an effort to appear humble—just for show. He couldn’t afford to draw too much attention, especially given the string of eerie, inexplicable deaths scattered across the city. Deaths he was very much responsible for.

Unfortunately, someone had noticed. And worse? It was him—the weird guy who had been shadowing Ricky since freshman year.

At first, Ricky found the guy’s relentless admiration amusing. The attention, though unsettlingly flirtatious, fed his ego. But now? It was just irritating. No matter where he went, the guy was there—always in the same classes, always lurking just a little too close. The final straw had been when he’d broken into Ricky’s room. He hadn’t stolen anything, hadn’t even touched a thing. But that wasn’t the point.

Ricky, in his infinite generosity, had decided to kindly tell him to f*** off for good. But before he could, the guy had simply grinned and said, “I know your secret.”

That was it. Ricky didn’t hesitate. No more games. No more flattery. The moment those words left his mouth, his fate was sealed.

He had to go.

And Ricky was more than capable of making that happen.

Table of Ricky Dagger

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Volume 1