The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The red light blinked. It blinked without mercy. It blinked in the sterile white room of the Bureau for Cognitive Integrity. Elias Thorne stared at the ceiling. The tiles were cracked. A spider web hung in the corner. He ignored it. He looked at the desk. He looked at the woman. Margaret Holloway sat behind the desk. She wore a grey suit. It cut her figure sharply. Her eyes were cold. They were...

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