The Great Invitation

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The rain in New York didn't wash things clean; it only smeared the neon lights into oily rainbows on the asphalt. Kane sat in the back of a black sedan, the smoke from his cigarette curling like a question mark in the dim light. He was the architect of the unseen, the man who managed the secrets that kept the city breathing. For years, Kane had watched the world decay. He saw the greed, the...

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