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Walter was so frustrated. It had been eight months since he'd had his body stolen. Before the bodyswap, he'd been the captain of his police department, as well as a devoted husband and father. Now none of the people he'd once known--his wife, his children, his friends, and most importantly, his department--believed he was who he said he was. They all dismissed him as a crazy woman. His wife had even taken out a restraining order on him. Meanwhile, Allison, the woman who had stolen Walter's body, was living his life, for purposes Walter couldn't begin to fathom. He couldn't imagine why a young, beautiful, healthy woman would want to switch bodies with a stocky 59-year-old man with a heart condition. So Walter had begun to do some detective work on his own. He'd expected to find that Allison was working alone. Instead, he'found something far more disturbing. Walter had stumbled across a vast web of bodyswapping, human trafficking, illegal technological development, and organized crime, all in service of something called the Underground Body Market. It was shrouded in mystery, and to most people, it was little more than a rumor. Not even the FBI or the CIA seemed to believe the Body Market actually existed. Walter was working alone. What was the Body Market up to? Were they really just trying to hook people up with better bodies, as the few official statements the Body Market had made through the Dark Web claimed? That was bad enough, given that they obtained bodies by kidnapping people and holding them captive. But Walter had a hunch the Body Market's ultimate goals were more sinister. Were they funding terrorism? Were they replacing important people as part of some grand scheme to control or undermine entire nations or societies? Walter even wondered if he'd had his body stolen because someone wanted control of his police department. It was the best explanation he'd come up with for why someone would want his body. Unfortunately, Walter's instincts on these kinds of matters were rarely wrong. It was why he'd been such a successful detective in his younger days. After months of investigation, though, Walter had hit a wall. The identities of the Body Market's upper echelon, the organization's methods and sources of funding and ultimate goals, they were too well-protected. He had a feeling he would soon have to take more drastic steps to uncover the secrets of the Underground Body Market. He'd purchased a few firearms and some body armor, and he'd gathered his findings into a file that he planned to mail to a few trusted colleagues from his old life. Walter only hoped that, if something happened to him, someone else would pick up the investigation. Whatever the Underground Body Market was up to, it was big. The world couldn't afford for the Market to vanish into the cracks again.
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