The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

Elias Thorne’s hand trembled as he reached for the cold steel of the interrogation table, the metal biting into his palm with a sharp, metallic chill that cut through the sterile air of Room 4B. He was forty-eight years old, and his knees had begun to buckle three seconds ago, a slow, humiliating surrender to gravity that he could not mask. The agent across from him, a young man with a clean...

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