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Chapter 270 Infrastructure
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2026-09-24 01:12:54We build the new thing on the floor because there is no table long enough for it.
Kovac brings a waterproof tarp from the emergency locker. Sarah wipes it down once and declares it suspicious but usable. Nadia sets the fish box at the center, not touching the panel, not touching Leo's bag, not touching me.
Distance has become architecture.
The doctor arranges the wires in three loops.
"Infant," he says, pointing to the fish box.
"Leo," pointing to the waterp
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Sarah finds the cleanest escape in four minutes.Then I ruin it.The route is a maintenance stair behind the treatment bay, down to the stern equipment locker, through a hatch Kovac says should have been welded after last winter, and into the small inspection boat hanging from the davits.Fast.Narrow.Away from the patients.Away from the market Saint Lark is becoming."We go now," Sarah says.She has already packed the field panel into a canvas drug bag, knife hidden under straps. Nadia has the fish box ready. The doctor has Leo's waterproof bag clipped to his chest. Sami stands by the stair with a stolen ring of keys and the expression of a child promoted beyond his insurance.Kovac blocks the passage with both hands on her hips."If you take that hatch, everyone forward stays between Board and the bounty crowd."Sarah says, "That is why it works.""It works like a knife in someone else's ribs."
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The Surrogate’s Blade Chapter 270 Infrastructure
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