The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The roast pheasant on the silver platter glistens under the chandeliers, the fat rendered into a golden sheen that catches the eye of every man in the banquet hall, but you do not eat. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, a state enforcer of the Directorate, and your stomach is a knot of cold iron, tight with the sudden, terrifying realization that your career is ending before the first...

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