The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, grey mist that clung to the glass of the high-rise office, blurring the city lights of Chicago into smears of amber and cold blue. Elias Thorne stood by the window, his back to the room, watching the water bead and run down the pane. He was a large man, built for a life of physical labor that he had left behind twenty years ago, but the...

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