The Distant Summer

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The iron bit into Marcus’s cheek. He tasted blood, copper and hot. It sprayed against the teeth of the man behind him. "Easy, boy," the man said. He was tall. Too tall for the room. His coat was cut from expensive wool, dark as a bruise. "We are not here to break you. We are here to buy you." Marcus did not blink. His eyes were fixed on the brass plaque on the door behind the man. It read:...

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