The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The glass shattered before the bullet struck. Marcus stared at the shards. They lay on the floor like a frozen constellation. Cold. White. Silent. He did not look up. He kept his weapon raised. His hands were steady. They had always been steady. That was the job. That was the deal. You held the line. You kept the peace. You broke the bad things so the good things could sleep. The man in the...

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