The Burning Compass

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The sonar screen showed a blip that didn't belong. I knew it in my gut, the way a bartender knows when a customer has had one too many. The signal was coming from the deep, somewhere north of the Azores, and it had the same rhythm as a heartbeat that was trying to keep time but couldn't quite manage it. I was thirty-four years old and I had spent twelve years on submarines, which is to say I...

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