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The Scent of Absent Things

## The Scent of Absent Things The chipped ceramic mug warmed Leo Maxwell’s hands. Rain lashed against the diner window, mirroring the storm inside him. Black coffee didn’t cut it this morning; nothing did. Five years. Five years since the…

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Static Bloom

## Static Bloom The chipped Formica countertop smelled faintly of bleach and regret. Detective Leo Maxwell traced the rim of a lukewarm coffee cup, staring at the security feed. Anya Volkova didn’t *move*. Not in any way that felt…alive. She…

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