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... shipping depots on the edge of City H’s industrial district. From the outside, it looked like nothing more than a rusted-out utility shed. Inside, however, it was all hard corners and reinforced steel. Dim lighting. A concrete floor scrubbed clean, matte black tables, and old military cots pressed flat against the walls.
Zubair leaned over the long table in the center of the room, his fingers splayed against a satellite map. He didn’t look up when Lachlan entered—just grunted once in gre ...
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