The Distant Journey

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Thorne. The name hung in the air of the precinct bullpen, sharp as a snapped bone, spoken by Captain Halloway with a boredom that felt like a slap. You were Elias Thorne, forty-two, a constable with a spine stiff from years of standing watch, and you wanted only to clear your name by finding the thief who had stolen your late wife’s silver locket. It was a small want, a domestic one, but in the...

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