The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The server room was cold. It was always cold. A specific, sterile chill that bit through my jacket and settled in the marrow. I pressed my palm against the glass partition. The light inside was blue. A single, pulsing blue eye. I am Marcus Thorne. I am a forensic data analyst. Or I was. The alarm did not sound. It never does in these places. Silence is the primary weapon of the institution. We...

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