The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The train did not arrive on time. It never did, in the grey, soot-choked sprawl of Ashworth, a city that had swallowed its own skyline in a fit of industrial ambition. Elias Thorne stood on the platform, his coat buttoned to the throat, watching the steam hiss against the iron lattice of the roof. He was not waiting for a person. He was waiting for the silence that followed the departure of the...

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