The champagne glass trembled in Julian's hand, but not from fear....

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The champagne glass trembled in Julian's hand, but not from fear. Fear had left New York in October, along with the leaves and the last decent jazz band at the Onyx Club. What remained was something worse: certainty.

He knew, with the cold certainty of a man who has read a classified government document and understood every word, that the world was ending. Not tomorrow. Not next year. But within a generation. Perhaps less. The document had been left on the desk of a man named Harrington, a junior analyst at the Treasury Department who had died of influenza in March and whose desk had been cleared by...

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