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And I walked back into the city, carrying a ghost that wasn’t mine.

I was already lacing my boots. Model 18 meant a synthetic humanoid, the kind that looks like a dream you had once and can’t quite forget. And “sets” — that’s our slang for adjustments. Memory wipes. Personality resets. The point-three-three was the signature. The client wasn’t just asking for a factory default; they wanted a specific ghost left behind.

I stepped closer. Elyse didn’t flinch. I tilted her chin up with my fingers. Her skin was warm. Too warm. Feverish with data.