The Faded Apartment
The glass clinked against the crystal, a sharp, brittle sound that cut through the low murmur of the banquet hall, and Elias Thorne watched the vibration travel up the stem of his wine glass, a tremor he felt in his teeth before he saw it on the surface. "You look as though you are listening to the walls, Sergeant," Colonel Vance said, his voice smooth and heavy, like velvet dragged over...
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