The Pale Banner
The air in the sub-basement detention block of the Federal Correctional Complex, Ohio, was not merely cold, it was a physical substance, a dense, gray suspension of stale sweat and recycled ozone that coated the lungs with a fine, metallic taste. Major Elias Thorne sat in the center of the concrete floor, his back against the unyielding wall, his posture rigid as a steel bar, observing the...
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