The Distant Threshold

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The rain in Seattle did not fall so much as it hovered, a persistent, gray mist that clung to the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat and settled into the pores of his skin. He stood before the facade of the old row house on 4th Street, the one he had bought at a foreclosure auction for a fraction of its worth, believing he had secured a bargain in the quiet of the off-season. The building was a...

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