The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain hits the window of the briefing room with a sound like gravel thrown by a desperate hand, a steady, relentless percussion that drowns out the hum of the air conditioning and the low murmur of the men sitting around the long steel table. You sit in the corner, your back against the cold glass, watching the water distort the view of the parking lot outside until it becomes a smear of...

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