The Distant Garden

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The hydraulic ram of the bulldozer punched through the iron gate with a sound like a bone snapping, and Elias Thorne stood on the porch, his hands gripping the wet wood of the railing until his knuckles turned white. He was thirty-four, a border agent with a career built on the precise application of force, and he watched the machine tear into the gravel drive of the manor his family had held...

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