The Faded Frontier

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The train left Harrow Creek at 4:15 a.m., a low groan of steel that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones as he stood on the platform with his single leather valise, watching the fog roll off the reservoir and swallow the tracks. He was a man who had spent thirty years as a clinical pharmacologist, a title that had once commanded respect in the sterile, fluorescent-lit...

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