The Golden Crossing

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The survey must be finished by Friday, or your pension is void, Director Hale said, his voice flat as a ruler laid across a desk. Elias Thorne did not look up from the map. The paper smelled of old ink and the damp wool of his own coat, a scent that had settled into the fibers of his life over twenty years of border work. He traced the jagged line of the river with a graphite pencil, the tip...

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