The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The mud of the outer ditch had turned to a thick, sucking paste, mirroring the state of Elias Thorne’s own mind. He stood beneath the shattered portcullis of Acre’s inner keep, his left hand trembling violently against the hilt of his sword. The fever had burned for three days, a white-hot spike in his marrow that left the world blurred and distant. He was forty-two, old for a soldier, older...

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