The Faded Frontier

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The champagne is cold. It tastes of iron and dust. You stand at the edge of the ballroom, the crystal chandeliers blurring into halos above the heads of the city’s elite. The air is thick with perfume and the low hum of approval. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, a border inspector with a spine of steel and a ledger of debts that bleeds red. You want the promotion. You want the clearance that...

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