The Dark Star Protocol
The bar was called The Rusty Anchor, which was ironic because nobody in it had ever seen an anchor that wasn't rusted shut. It sat in the flooded district of Lower Manhattan, where the streets were six feet of brown water and the buildings rose like islands from the deluge. Jack Morrison pushed through the door, water dripping from his coat, and found a booth in the back. The neon sign outside...
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