The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The air in the holding room tasted of copper and stale tobacco, a thick, suffocating fog that clung to the throat. It was not a room designed for comfort, but a concrete box buried beneath the city’s gleaming skyline, where the light from the fluorescent panels above buzzed with a frantic, insectile hum. Major Elias Thorne sat on a steel stool, his hands cuffed behind his back, the metal biting...

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