The Golden Circuit
The letter arrived on a Tuesday, slipped under the door of the safehouse like a pale, dead moth. It was from the Bureau, bearing the seal of the High Command, and it announced that my tenure as a field operative was terminated effective immediately. The reason cited was insubordination, a charge that felt absurdly small against the weight of what I had done, yet it carried the cold,...
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