The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The air in the corridor of St. Jude’s Correctional Facility smelled of damp wool and old copper. Dr. Elias Thorne adjusted his spectacles, the lenses fogging slightly as he stepped from the cold exterior into the sterile, humming interior of the institution. He was a man of small habits and large silences, his coat buttoned to the throat despite the mild October weather. He carried a leather...

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