The Frequency of Water
Mara Cole had been human once, or close enough to it that the difference did not matter, but that was before the flood and before the hunger and before the twenty-seventh dive, the one that had taken her left hand and replaced it with a salvage claw of Korean manufacture, chrome and carbon fiber and three articulated fingers that could crush steel pipe or pick a lock with equal precision. The...
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