The Neural Auditor

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The safehouse smelled of old blood and old decisions. Catherine Cross had been in rooms like this before — abandoned commercial spaces in the lower levels of New Shanghai, where the streetlights above barely penetrated the grime on the windows and the walls were covered in layers of faded corporate murals that advertised products that no longer existed. She was a private investigator...

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