The Golden Downtown
The document was a single sheet of heavy, cream-colored paper, sealed with red wax that cracked under Elias Thorne’s thumb. It was a formal reprimand, typed in the crisp, sans-serif font of the Ministry of Internal Security, detailing his failure to suppress a labor strike in the valley three weeks prior. Elias held the paper in his left hand, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sidearm,...
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