Thriller
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Chapter 09 – Prometheus Sends His Regards
The station was utilitarian by design, lacking any of the usual trappings of a commercial metro in favour of riveted steel walls arching into a ceiling housing austere inset lights, smooth tiled floors, and a triple-pane HenbouGlass airlock with every imaginable security scanner crammed between its apertures where turnstiles would have been. On either side…
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Chapter 08 – Introduction and Invitation
There was an unusual tension in the air as Anselme MacFhionnlaigh stepped off the lift and through the double doors to the Centurion Command Centre of the Counter-Espionage and Counter-Intelligence Century. Gloom and foreboding could be read on the faces of the two Signiferī whispering in between the entrances to the Mediterranean and Eastern European…
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Chapter 07 – Sublevel 2-C
It was still dark outside as Askatla finished her yoghurt and set the bowl in the sink. Slicing a bánh mì open lengthwise, she spread a rich pâté grand-mère on the bottom part followed by a butter and egg spread on the top. Both softened on contact with the bread, still warm from the baker’s…