The Wistful Voyage
The pain in your left knee is a specific, grinding thing, a metallic shriek that starts in the bone and radiates up the thigh, a physical alarm system that has been going off for three years. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, a border patrol agent stationed in the high desert, and your only desire is to secure a transfer to the quiet northern district before your annual physical, a bureaucratic...
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