The Distant Whispers

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The champagne was cold in Elias Thorne’s hand. He stood at the edge of the ballroom, the crystal flute trembling slightly against his knuckles. Around him, the Bureau’s senior command laughed and clinked glasses, their voices sharp and bright in the vaulted ceiling. Elias watched the chandelier, its light refracting into a dozen fractured stars. He needed the promotion to Command. He needed it...

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