The Distant Cartograph
Thorne, you’re holding up the line again. Mr. Halloway’s voice cut through the clatter of silverware and the low hum of the office dinner, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of the entire department’s expectation. Elias Thorne looked up from his plate, the roast beef cold and tough in his mouth, and found his supervisor’s eyes fixed on him with a mixture of admiration and irritation that...
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