The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The steel of the baton bit into the knuckles of Elias Thorne’s right hand, a dull, rhythmic thud that matched the cadence of his breathing. He stood in the center of the training hall, the air thick with the scent of old sweat and polished oak, while the inspector’s whistle shrieked from the shadows. Do it again, the whistle seemed to say, though no words were spoken. The inspector, a man whose...

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