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... cended through layers of reinforced steel. Cold air bled through the seams. It was the kind of place no one visited unless they had to — or unless they were Sunny.
He walked in like it was his kitchen.
Bronya looked up from the terminal and exhaled through her nose.
"You’re late."
Earlier that day, Sunny had informed her that he’d be coming to perform his ’detective work’.
"Am I? Time sounds like an abstract concept invented by cowards who couldn’t keep up ...
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