The Golden Crossing

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The termination order lay on the steel desk, the paper so thin it was almost translucent, the ink of the signature already drying into a dull, brown smear. Elias Thorne did not look up from the document. He kept his eyes fixed on the lower left corner, where the date was stamped in red, a bright wound against the gray of the bureaucratic waste. The room smelled of ozone and old coffee, a...

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