The Golden Greenhouse

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"It’s not a greenhouse, is it?" Mara looked up from the file. Her pen hovered, a small black insect against the white paper. She did not answer immediately. The air in the office was stale, recycled by a ventilation system that hummed with a low, electric dread. Outside, the rain lashed against the high, reinforced glass. It was not rain. It was something else. It was the sound of the...

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