The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The Meridian Palace atrium smelled of ozone and old floor wax. Ofelia Arellano stood before the central console, her hand hovering over the red purge key, thirty-two years old and the only person in the convoy who knew how to kill a ghost. The air recycler hummed, a low drone that vibrated in her teeth, masking the silence of the empty hall. She had wanted this moment for a decade. The Pale...

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