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Chapter 40: Ava Sees It First

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Gerald Sutton.

I said the name in my head three times, the way I always did when I was trying to make something real that still felt impossible. Gerald Sutton, twenty-two year veteran of the Blackwood board. Gerald Sutton, who voted with the majority so reliably you could set a watch by it. Gerald Sutton, who had just walked out of a confidential meeting through the south exit, gotten into a car registered to Richard Ashby’s network, and was somewhere in this city right now, talking.

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