The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain did not fall; it was poured, a heavy, viscous gray that turned the streets of New Chicago into rivers of sludge and rust. Elias Thorne stood in the center of Sector 4, his tactical coat soaked through to the skin, the fabric heavy with the weight of the atmosphere itself. The coat was a standard issue piece of the Bureau’s uniform, a muted olive green that had faded to the color of old...

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