The crucible sat on Henri's desk like a paperweight. Small, black,...

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The crucible sat on Henri's desk like a paperweight. Small, black, heavy for its size. It did nothing. It did nothing at all.

Except that when he touched it, he could see the weight of every choice. He had discovered this by accident, three weeks after his father's funeral, in the small apartment on Rue de Sevres where he had lived with his father for the last year of the old man's life. The crucible was among his father's few remaining possessions--a resistance fighter who had died in a concentration camp, leaving...

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