The Echo Signal

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The Echo Signal

The desert outside Palmdale tasted like rust and old explosives. Jack Morane stood in the doorway of Listening Station Theta, a cigarette burning between his fingers, and watched the last of the sunset bleed out behind the Sierra Nevada. The wind carried the faint hum of the receiver array—a bank of antennas that stretched across three acres of desert scrub, pointed at the sky like fingers...

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