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... ross the street, I watched the Ministry of National Resilience loom like some cruel parody of a sanctuary. A haven for secrets. Five stories of reinforced silence, each level breathing with authority, surveillance, and something deeper.
Something rotting.
I had two options.
I could walk in, play the obedient dog Director Connor hoped I'd become. They would let me through the front doors, maybe even offer coffee. All I had to do was name Mark.
But I wasn't about to ...
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