The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The banquet hall of the Oakhaven Grand Hotel smelled of roasted pheasant and stale tobacco, a heavy, cloying scent that clung to the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat as he stood by the buffet, his glass of whiskey untouched and cold in his hand. He was thirty years old, a man whose face had hardened into a mask of professional detachment, yet beneath the tailored suit and the surveyor’s compass in...

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