The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain in Sector 4 didn’t wash things clean; it just made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into black mirrors that reflected the flickering neon of the Bureau signs. Elias Thorne stood under the awning of a shuttered bakery, his hand resting on the grip of his service pistol, the metal cold against his palm. He was thirty-two, but the gray in his beard had come early, a map of the...

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