Rain had settled over Manhattan like a second sky.The streets shimmered beneath the glow of traffic lights, every puddle reflecting fragments of red, gold, and white. People hurried along the sidewalks with umbrellas tilted against the wind, each of them chasing somewhere they believed mattered.Dr. Adrian Vale walked in the opposite direction.His hands were buried in the pockets of a dark overcoat, his briefcase hanging loosely from one shoulder. After another exhausting day inside the New York Public Archives, all he wanted was coffee, silence, and a full night's sleep.History had always been easier to understand than people.Ancient civilizations left clues.People left lies.His phone vibrated.Maya.A smile crossed his face before he even answered."Still alive?" she asked."Barely.""You promised you'd leave work before midnight.""I did leave before midnight.""You looked at the clock, realized you had one minute left, and called that a victory."He laughed."You know me too
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