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... e and the faint copper tang of rain-soaked stone. Dawn had yet to break, but the city was already awake in its own quiet, feverish way. In back alleys, nightwalkers drifted into shadows; in the plazas, the Guardia lit their last lanterns before changing shifts.
For most, the coming day was just another step in survival. For a handful of others—the watchers, the infiltrators, and the hunted—it was the fulcrum on which the balance of the city rested.
Inside the rented safehouse on ...
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