The Golden Greenhouse

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Chapter One The air in the dome tasted of iron and old paper. Angelina Messina woke with her spine aching, a golden vine pulsing under her skin where the dream had been. She was thirty-two, a magistrate with a quota of repairs and no parts, and she needed Thomas dead by noon to secure the High Inquisitor’s seat. The shadows in the corridor detached at midnight, speaking true desires, but...

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