The Faded Frequency

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"Is it done?" Margaret did not look up from the screen. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, trembling slightly, though the cursor blinked with a steady, indifferent rhythm. The office was quiet. The hum of the server room was the only sound, a low thrum that vibrated in her teeth. "Tell me you fixed it, Margot," David said. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. His tie was loosened....

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