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Chapter Eighty-Seven
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"Your device leaves a signature when you use it," Cade said. "You already know that, or your assistant figured it out. What you don't know is that the signature has a shape. A duration. It doesn't hang in the air forever. It blooms when you use the function and it fades, and how fast it fades depends on how long you hold the function open."

Connor leaned in.

"A long pause, a long rewind, that's a bright signature, slow to fade. Anyone with a detector in range reads it clear." Cade turned his ha
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