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Your hand is steady as you tighten the bolt on the survey tripod, but the tremor in your left fingers makes the level wobble just enough to be dangerous. You are Elias Thorne, a structural engineer with twenty-five years of service to the Department of Public Works, and you are standing at the edge of the Kestrel Dam reservoir on a morning that smells of wet limestone and diesel. The mist rises...
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