The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The heavy oak door of the Governor’s office at the state capitol is closed, and you are standing in the antechamber, your hands clasped behind your back where the leather of your shoulder holster presses a familiar, cold ridge against the small of your spine, a constant reminder of the weight you carry that no one else in this marble-lined corridor can see. You are waiting for the meeting that...

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