The Golden Master
Chapter One "You cannot board without a quota," the station master said, his voice flat as the platform stones. Michiko Mori stood at the edge of the Shinkansen track, the rain from two days prior still soaking through her coat, the second rain having finished the first and left the air heavy with the scent of ozone and wet wool. She clutched the brass compass in her left hand; it vibrated...
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