The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey, suspended veil over the neon-drenched sprawl of Sector 4. It was a thick, oily drizzle that smelled of ozone and old copper, slicking the pavement until the city looked like a bruise under skin. Marcus sat at the head of the long mahogany table in the private room of *The Gilded Cage*, a place that existed only for the elite of the Peacekeeper...

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