CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-TWO

The fluorescent tube above the breakroom table flitted, dyeing the confined space a pale, anxious blue. Cassian sat crawling on the plastic present, sleeves rolled to the elbows of a shirt that had formerly been crisp, fritters interlaced around a paper mug of lukewarm coffee he'd way drink. Arabell...

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