The Distant Threshold
"The suspension order is final, Elias. You’re done." You stand in the hallway of the border station. The air smells of stale coffee and wet wool. Director Halloway does not look up from his desk. He is signing papers. The pen scratches loudly against the paper. You want to clear your name. The raid went wrong. Three men died. Halloway says it was your error. You say it was a setup. He says the...
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