No drops or drips. I molded myself to the stone, my feet braced against it, then shoved off. I leaped, then landed on the dock, my feet making quiet p...ps as I landed.I rolled, quickly, to crouch up behind a set of large canisters. I frowned, sniffing at them. They smelled like ... well, they smelled like machine oil. But under that was a distinct scent of cinnamon. Peeking past it, I could see the men at work. They were Koreans, but they weren’t in DPRK uniforms. Those were definitely skin. There were a dozen or so men, mostly older or almost autistic tech millionaires floating, playing, and enjoying themselves. At the beach there had been women who were clearly guests. I didn’t see that here. I wasn’t drinking it all in like I had at The Waterfront.I chased Ellie and Traci while Zenya tried to keep up. Zenya had the longest legs. I think the whole run was planned. They led me across bridges at random. It would’ve been hard to get lost. There was very clear signage and there were. More

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