Chapter 47 Mortal Combat with Gravity.

The East Stack at the library was the quietest place on campus on a Friday afternoon, which was exactly why Yoo-jin liked it.

She stood at the third aisle, squinting up at the top shelf.

Resting near the crown molding was a thick, leather-bound volume of Immanuel Kant’s Critique of Pure Reason. Sh...

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