The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The leather of the badge case was cracked, the paint flaking away in tiny, dry chips that stuck to Elias Thorne’s thumb as he turned it over in the cab of the truck. It was a small, heavy thing, a shield of brass and blue, and it felt less like a symbol of authority and more like a paperweight, dense with the accumulated dust of twenty years of standing in the high desert. He had driven for...

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