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Chapter 4 The First Brick

Word Count: 1161    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

the site with his hands in his jacket pockets, watching workers in hard hats swarm like ants. The engines roared. The wind blew cement dust around, and it stuck to both flesh and ideas. A man who

ore, and dirt was stuck in the cuts on his hands. He kept going. Hey! There was a voice behind him. Are you trying to murder yourself? Zach didn't respond. He bent down and pulled another piece of rebar off the pallet. He lost his grasp, but he clinched his jaw and lifted nonetheless. Another worker said under his breath, "Give this guy a break." The foreman leaned under a tarp and spat into the mud. Let him do his job. He wants to be a hero? Let him suffer for it. The wind howled through the empty space. The rain hit Zach's back like claws. A tall man in a hard hat ran up next to him. Are you trying to prove something? He questioned, half-teasing and half-worried. Nope. You could have fooled me. You've done six loads and haven't stopped to breathe. Zach threw the steel onto a pile that was getting bigger. When I'm done, I breathe. They must be rushing away from something. Zach eventually looked at him. His eyes were dull but steady. Aren't we all? The man shrugged. Do what you want. He ran away, already wet. Zach turned back to the truck, his arms numb. The sound of splashing boots, the crash of thunder, and the smell of wet metal and sweat made the world smaller. His vision was pulsing at the borders, yet he wouldn't sit down. He had sat long enough when he had nowhere to go. He picked up another pipe, stumbled a little, then caught himself. Guy is really in need, Someone muttered again close by. This time Zach heard it. It didn't hurt. It was real. He moved the pipe on his shoulder and kept going. A shadow moved past the gate, which was made of dark glass and engine heat. He didn't see it. Fatima Quinn was in the back seat of her SUV, but the windows were tinted. Looking. She didn't say anything. Did not open the window. But she never stopped looking at him. Fatima's black SUV was parked across the street from the job site in a way that didn't draw attention

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