The Wistful Silence

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The weight of the steel was twelve thousand tons, a number Elias Vane had counted out in his head for the forty-seventh time since dawn. He stood before the glass wall of his office on the forty-second floor, the city sprawling below him in a grid of grey and rust. The air inside smelled of ozone and stale coffee, a sharp, metallic tang that coated the back of his throat. He waited for Julian...

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