The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

Thorne. The name was called from the doorway, not as a summons, but as a warning, sharp and brittle in the cold air of the entrance hall. Elias Thorne stood by the reception desk, his briefcase clutched against his chest like a shield, and watched Mrs. Gable approach. She moved with the heavy, deliberate pace of someone accustomed to carrying the weight of other people’s secrets, her shoes...

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