The Distant Affair

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The banquet hall of St. Jude’s Hospital smelled of boiled cabbage and antiseptic, a cloying mixture that seemed to cling to the back of Elias Thorne’s throat like a film of oil. He stood at the edge of the crowded room, holding a paper cup of lukewarm tea, watching the senior staff circulate with the predatory grace of wolves in a pen. The air was thick with the hum of fluorescent lights and...

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