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Ch 26. Wet, Wrecked, and Way Too Close
Author: Helen B.
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My apartment greeted me with its usual enthusiasm: stale air and unwashed dishes.

I dropped onto my couch and pulled up my Quest Log. The familiar blue glow painted the ceiling.

[QUEST LOG - ACTIVE]

[Quest: Public Speaking - Panel Discussion]

[Status: Pending decision]

[Reward: +2 PRC, Influence Path skill upgrade]

[Risk: Public image damage on failure]

[TIMER: Offer expires Thursday]

The timer pulsed red. Aggressive. Passive-aggressive, actually. Like Leona had personally programmed it to judg
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