The Distant Temple

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The ledger was forged. Thorne knew it. The ink was too fresh, the handwriting too confident, a mimicry of his own scrawl that missed the slight leftward tilt of his capital letters. He held the vial in his left hand, the glass cold and heavy against his palm, a small cylinder of amber liquid that smelled of poppies and iron. Around him, the ballroom at Fort Monroe hummed with the clatter of...

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