The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The report lay on the mahogany desk, a sheet of crisp, white paper that smelled faintly of iron filings and damp earth. Arthur Vane stared at the signature line, his pen hovering, the nib dry. He had written the word "sound" in the structural integrity column. It was a lie. The main pressure gauge in the basement of the old reservoir had a hairline fracture, a spiderweb of glass that widened...

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