Chapter 5 · free to read
23:32. One press to answer. One choice about who they let hear the room.
The man on every precinct wall did not sound like a monster. That was the whole design.
From across the city, the engineer he'd framed became the only thing keeping the line alive.
The tower fell one heartbeat too late. Thirty years of a Commissioner's calm was already somewhere he couldn't reach.
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