The Distant Nightmare

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The rain in the alley behind the warehouse tasted of rust and old grease, a metallic tang that Elias Thorne let wash over his tongue as he stared at the contract Silas had just laid on the wet pavement. "It’s a trap, Elias," Silas said, his voice light, almost playful, as if they were discussing a joke rather than the financial ruin of a man who had worked every day for twenty years to keep his...

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