The Harlem Light
The Harlem Light The laboratory smelled of ozone and hot copper, and in the center of the room, beneath a tangle of wires and glass tubes, sat a chair that looked like something from a dentist's office in another century. Dr. Élise Beaumont adjusted the dials with practiced hands, her dark fingers moving over the brass knobs with the tenderness of a mother adjusting a child's blanket. "Ready,...
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