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The transaction was surgical—quick, impersonal, and entirely legal, yet it felt like a crime. He watched the clerk’s hands drop the phone into a plastic bag. No ID requested. No name signed. Just a receipt that Elias would burn in a trash can three blocks away.

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Outside, the cool night air hit him. He sat on a bus bench and tore into the packaging. The phone was light, cheap plastic that felt like a toy in his palm. He powered it on, the screen glowing with a harsh, pixelated blue light. Welcome , it read. The transaction was surgical—quick