The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The count of the sacks was always the same: forty-two. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the Mill Creek floor, his boots sinking into the grey sludge that coated the concrete. He was thirty-four, a sergeant in the town police, and he had been counting for six hours. The light coming through the high, grimy windows was thin and yellow, cutting through the haze that hung so thick it felt like...

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