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Eighty-four per cent of Dev Sharma’s reviews ended in mercy. His predecessor’s figure was six. Today he sits alone at the third table, in a chair placed the same distance from everyone else.

Kavya sorts metal offcuts into four piles for no reason and tells Samar to ask about Ruhi’s father. His name was Arun. He was a joiner who could do a mortise by eye, and he wanted to register.

R. Sen has thirteen clean years as a Handler. She also pulled her own audit logs for weeks with no trigger and declined an eighty-nine per cent Union match. Meghna Rao must now review her under the same scope as Dev Sharma.

A bucket filled fast takes ninety seconds. Somebody in the courtyard takes six minutes so a dozen people can stay asleep. On the fifteenth day of the exception, Samar moves a cupboard that does not need moving.