The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The fog did not so much settle over the checkpoint as it grew out of it, a thick, gray wool that swallowed the headlamps of the waiting trucks and blurred the harsh white lines of the border into a watercolor smear. Elias Thorne stood alone in the interrogation room, his back to the heavy steel door that led out to the corridor, his hands resting on the edge of the table where the metal was...

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