Thirty-Eight Days

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The ceiling session was on a Thursday. Hunter arrived at the switching station at ten with Dayo, Carver, and Wire. Wire stood at the entrance the way he had stood at the water treatment plant and the way he had stood outside the plant when Hunter faced Acker — the posture of a man who had decided that being present was the correct decision and was not going to discuss it. Dayo set up eleven meters. Eight original units, two high-ceiling additions, and the first version of the thermal measurement unit he had built for Carver's capability profile. He arranged them along the south wall in a single row and activated each one and confirmed the baseline readings and then stepped back. Carver first, he said. Carver looked at him. I thought Hunter first. No, Dayo said. I want your thermal bas

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