The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The file hit the desk with a thud that seemed to crack the air in the small, windowless office. Elias Thorne looked up, his eyes adjusting from the blue glow of the terminal to the harsh white light where Director Vane stood. Vane did not smile. He did not shout. He simply pointed a manicured finger at the manila folder. "Three thousand names, Elias," Vane said, his voice low and steady....

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