Wire's Shop

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Wire was still up when they arrived. He had the workbench cleared and two cups of coffee waiting, which meant Renna had called ahead, which meant the network was already adjusting to the new information without being asked. Hunter had noticed this about the people around him — they did not wait to be told what the next thing was. They identified it and moved. Carver came in and looked at the back room the way Hunter had looked at it the first night. Taking inventory. Assessing what kind of place this was and what kind of person kept it. Wire looked at Carver. Then at the discoloration on the left side of his face. Then back at his eyes. Nate Duval, Wire said. People call me Wire. Carver Mensah, Carver said. Wire handed him a coffee and pointed at the stool near the workbench. Carver

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