The Distant Threshold

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The rain in the highlands of the Scottish Borders did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a dense, gray curtain that turned the world into a watercolor painting left out in the damp, blurring the sharp edges of the moorland into a single, weeping smear of heather and stone. Sergeant Elias Thorne drove the unmarked Land Rover along the narrow track, his knuckles white against the steering...

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