The Faded Quadrant

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The concrete floor of Cell Block C is cold enough to seep through the soles of your boots, a damp chill that settles into the marrow of your shins. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, a federal corrections officer with twenty-one years of service, and you are currently lying face down in a puddle of your own blood. The pain is a white, screaming thing behind your eyes, a physical weight that makes...

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