The Wistful Witness

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"You have the keys, Nadia, or you do not." I. The wind that took the shallow roofs of the port city did not howl; it scraped, a dry, constant friction against the stone that made the ears ring until one forgot what silence sounded like. Nadia Idris, thirty-two, stood in the signal room of the Kharov depot, her hand resting on the brass lever that hummed with a low, rhythmic vibration only she...

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