The Unbroken Chain
The road to the Edge ended at a gate that had no lock and a sign that had no words. Ray Donovan drove past both and parked the truck beside a building that had once been a school and was now something else. Something that held together by force of habit and the stubbornness of an old man who refused to let it fall down. The building was small. One room, maybe sixteen feet by twenty, with a...
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