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... p> Simply getting back to the precinct took more time than I had wanted and it was time that I couldn’t afford to waste.
I could feel every second scraping against the inside of my skull as we worked.
Sector 47’s precinct was a squat, brutalist building that smelled like rust and coffee. Grant was already there when I arrived, the circles under his eyes deeper, his coat heavy with dust and rain. He was holding a clipboard, pretending to go over reports, but the second I stepped i ...
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