The Faded Frontier

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The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, industrial drizzle that turned the cobblestones of the mill district into a slick, black mirror reflecting the orange glow of the gas lamps. You stood in the doorway of the foreman’s office, your hands trembling not from the chill but from the weight of the silence you had carried for six years. Elias Thorne, forty years old, a night watchman...

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