Jason stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his stockings and taking in his reflection, something he was still getting used to.
He couldn't believe that the government had kept technology like this hidden from the public, reserving it only for extreme situations, such as witness protection against the mob.
After finishing getting dressed, he headed downstairs, drank a cup of coffee, and left for his low-paid job as a waitress at a local sex club.
It was a significant step down from who he used to be, but at least he was still alive.
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