Previously on Linc: Linc has heard voices since he was a kid, but they’re not what they seem. He can hear other people’s thoughts, but the ability has left him friendless and homeless. A mysterious corporation, Genetitech, tracks him down and offers to train him to use his skills. He soon learns that there are others with strange power like him, and when Genetitech is raided he is forced to go onto the run with one of them.

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The force of the impact pushed the car forward and to the left and caused Moira to lose her grip on the steering wheel. The wheel spun out of her hands and the car twisted out of control and into the oncoming traffic from the opposite direction. Linc reached out to try to pull the vehicle back into their own lane, but the inertia forced him away and his fingertips grabbed nothing but air. A truck coming from the opposite direction tried to swerve around them, but clipped their tail end, throwing them into a more powerful spin.

Somehow, Moira got her hands back around the steering wheel and tried to correct their course, but it was too late for that, they had spun nearly one hundred and eighty degrees. In any event they had come to a complete stop, as had all of the traffic around them. There was broken glass everywhere inside the car, although Linc wasn't quite sure where it had come from; there seemed like way more glass than was possible. He looked over at Moira and saw a stream of blood coming from her forehead. She hadn't seemed to notice the blood; instead she had a dazed look and was staring off into space.

Linc's seatbelt had snapped back and he could barely move, but he managed to look over and saw that they were side by side with the black van, but facing in opposite directions. This close to the black van, the buzzing from the disrupter was like an earthquake shaking Linc's body. Both vehicles were now at a stand still and the driver's side door of the van flew open. A figure in black stepped down and raised their gun and pointed it towards Moira.

"Get out of the car," a woman's voice yelled from beneath the black mask. The back doors of the van opened up and more people clad in black were jumping out.

"What?" Moira asked, her voice faraway. 

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