CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED NINETY-NINE

The Hawthorne inventions theater fiddled with soft light as former beta testers took their seats. Rows of polished chrome chairpersons caught reflections of nervous grins. Arabella stood off to one side, clinging to a slim envelope of crisp diploma. She wore an acclimatised watercolour blazer over a...

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