The Dead-End Gamble
## Act I: The Smoke and the Shadow The station 'Void-Sump' smelled of ozone, stale tobacco, and failure. Kane leaned against a rusted bulkhead, the collar of his grey trench coat turned up against the artificial chill. He watched the holographic news feed with a tired, cynical eye: The Broker had arrived. To the politicians in the Upper Spire, the Broker was a cosmic disaster. To Kane, he was...
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