The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

Thorne. The word hit the back of your skull before the man did. You were scrubbing the linoleum in the constabulary kitchen, the water cold and grey. The floor was old, cracked near the drain where the grout had turned to black dust. You wanted to clear your name. That was the only thing left. The badge sat on the shelf, dusty and meaningless. The charge was brutality. You had not struck the...

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