The Wistful Cipher

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The rain hit the windows of the hearing room with a rhythmic, metallic insistence, a sound that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. He sat in the back row, his hands folded on his knees, feeling the weight of the silver watch in his left pocket. It was an heirloom, a piece of mechanical history that had belonged to his father, and it was the only thing in the sterile,...

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