The steel mill glowed like a dying star.
Julian Valentine stood on the catwalk, watching molten steel pour from the furnace, and thought about his grandfather. His grandfather had been a steelworker during the Great Depression, his hands black with soot, his back bent from years of lifting what his back should never have lifted. His father had worked on the Manhattan Project, building weapons that ended a war and started a fear that...
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