The Distant Garden

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The hall smelled of roasted pork, stale beer, and the metallic tang of anxiety. It was a feast of the department, a sprawling tableau of noise and light that stretched into the foggy night beyond the windows. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat at the edge of the long table, his back rigid against the chair. He watched the chaos with the detached precision of a man observing a battlefield from a high...

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