The Distant Nightmare

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The transatlantic flight was a long, sterile suspension of time, a white void where the only constant was the rhythmic thumping of the engines and the persistent, low-grade ache behind Elias Thorne’s eyes. At forty-two, his body carried the heavy, calcified history of twenty years in special forces operations, a history that had long since outlasted the uniforms and the medals, leaving only the...

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