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Nicholas Boothman
all—people who no longer believe the story they
were sold.”
On the road north, Carolina’s tablet glowed.
“Five fragments sequenced. Seven to go. The
pattern’s taking shape.”
But in the mirror Henry’s reflection stared back
at him, silent, unreadable. And for the first time,
Henry wasn’t sure what truth it would reveal when
it finally broke.
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