The Faded Quadrant

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The ink on the warrant was still wet, glistening like a bruise under the harsh, sterile light of the station house, and Elias Thorne held the document between his thumb and forefinger with a delicacy that belied the years of violence etched into the architecture of his hands, feeling the weight of the parchment as if it were a live thing, breathing with the malice of the men who had signed it....

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