The Distant Blade
The chandelier above the Meridian Insurance Group banquet hall was a constellation of cold, white light that did not warm the room, only illuminated the rigid geometry of the table settings. Elias Thorne sat at the head of the table reserved for the underwriting division, his spine pressed against the chair back as if expecting a blow, his eyes fixed on the iridescent silk scarf draped over the...
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