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Cold War, Long Light
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Calder's device misfires. Vesna's lands clean. His timeline folds shut and he flickers like a bad signal. But just before he vanishes, he leans in and whispers a string of numbers into her ear. Coordinates. A gift or a trap, and she can't yet tell which.
Vesna ignores the numbers, sure they're a last trick from a dying enemy. She steps out of the cafe into her own saved future. But the streets are wrong, half-built and flickering. Calder's coordinates were the only thing holding her timeline steady. Without them, her whole world is coming apart at the seams.
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