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... threaded jacket where it hung from the back of a nearby chair. City lights shimmered below, soft and infinite, like stars that had forgotten how to float.
I leaned on the balcony railing, still holding the burner to my ear.
"Because I..."
I breathed out.
"I think I finally know what I want to do—as World President."
Evelyn didn't speak right away. I heard the hum of her breath, steady and slow, like a gun held just before the trigger.
"Took you lon ...
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