The sky above the city was the color of blacktop bleached by countless summer suns, and looking at it, Jocelyn understood why people had on...

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Dr. Gottman's office smelled of verbena and saline. "Opposites attract," he said, "which invariably causes issues....

There is a wall. (There isn't actually a wall.) You begin to dig through the wall. (Walls are only one of many images employed to...

Haywire reconnaissance drone. AWOL corporate killbot. Bolted-together back-alley abomination.  Whatever the machine was, it wanted P@tr!...

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It was only the slightest of exaggerations to say that Quinlyn would've preferred to have a millstone hung about her neck and subsequen...