Chapter 30 · for subscribers
Nine dials wired back to the master clock in Ardenbrook, and under every dial a card: a city, a name, a rank, and a date. Eight of those dates had not happened yet. The machine was not hiding from anybody. It had been pinned to a wall in a wet shed in the marsh, waiting for somebody with the key to come and read it.
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