The Golden Visit
The ledger in Elias Thorne’s hand weighed exactly four pounds and twelve ounces, a fact he had verified three times against the digital scale on the desk, ensuring the paper stock was thick enough to withstand the humidity of the Sector 4 checkpoint. He had eighteen days left on his active duty roster, a number that had shrunk from twenty-two to eighteen in the span of a single, uneventful...
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