Signal Zero
The block smelled of wet concrete and ozone. Kyle Novak pressed his back against the corrugated metal wall of the alley and watched through the slit in the fire escape as the three Union Signal drones swept past on their patrol pattern. They moved with the mechanical grace of insects, their sensor arrays pulsing soft blue in the acid rain. Below, the streets of New York glowed with holographic...
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