The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The cafeteria of the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s Field Office in Quantico hummed with a low, electric drone, a sound like a hive of angry wasps trapped in glass. It was lunchtime, the only hour when the men and women in gray suits allowed their armor to slip, just enough to reveal the exhaustion beneath. Elias Thorne sat at the far end of the long table, his hands resting flat on the...

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