The Wallbreaker's Game
The invitation arrived on a Tuesday in May, printed on paper so thick it felt like cardboard, delivered by a man in a suit that cost more than Julian Ashworth's annual salary. The man said nothing. He simply handed Julian the envelope, waited while Julian opened it in the faculty lounge at Columbia University, and then nodded once and left. The letter contained three words and an address: "Come...
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