The Faded Apartment
The badge lies in your palm, a heavy, cold disc of silver that has lost its shine, and you feel its weight pressing into the lifeline of your hand, a physical anchor to a life you are about to abandon. You are forty-five years old, Elias Thorne, a sergeant with twenty years of service etched into the gray lines around your eyes, and you want nothing more than to walk away before the heart...
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