The Golden Song
Thorne, you’re holding up the whole floor. The voice came from the open-plan expanse of Meridian Development Corp, cutting through the hum of the HVAC system. Elias Thorne didn’t look up from the blueprint spread across his desk. He was thirty-four, a structural engineer with a reputation for precision and a bank account that bled out monthly to cover the medical debts left by his late wife,...
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