The Faded Quadrant

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The pen hovered over the actuarial table, its nib dry, scratching a faint, useless line against the heavy cream paper that smelled of old dust and industrial toner. Elias Thorne sat in the center of his glass-walled office, the air conditioning humming a low, sterile note that seemed to vibrate directly in his molars, and he stared at the column of figures that represented the entirety of his...

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