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Madrid; London

March 19

Ebner von Braun woke to the tinny ascending scale of a digital marimba that suddenly sounded like a skeleton drumming a piano with its own bones. It was a ringtone he was determined to change at his first opportunity.

He blinked his eyes onto a black room.

Where am I?

More marimba.

Right.

Madrid.

He slid open the phone. “¿Hola?”

It was an Orc from the Copernicus Room. He listened. “¿Londres?” he said. “¿Cuándo?” The voice replied. Ebner pulled the phone away from his face. “¿Quién es el jefe del Grupo de los Seis?”

The Serpent’s Curse

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