The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

The spoon scraped the ceramic. A sharp, thin sound. It cut through the hum of the ventilation system. Maren stopped. She looked up. The man across from her was still eating. He was a large man. Broad shoulders. A red neck. He chewed slowly. He swallowed. He looked at Maren. "You're staring," he said. His voice was low. It rumbled in his chest. "I am listening," Maren said. "Listening to what?"...

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