The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The frost on the vault glass did not melt. Elias Thorne pressed his thumb against the condensation, feeling the bite of the cold seep through his skin, and checked the thermostat. It read forty degrees, a number that defied the heating system’s capacity. He was forty-two, a senior archivist with twenty years of service to the Meridian Institute, and he had come here to secure the final...

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