The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The fog in Seattle did not roll in; it seeped up from the gutters like a living thing, a thick, pearlescent mist that smelled faintly of copper and old sugar. Elias Thorne, forty years old and hollowed out by twelve years of service in the National Guard, pulled his collar up against the chill, his eyes fixed on the narrow alleyway behind the abandoned apothecary on Pike Street. He wanted the...

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