The Faded Masquerade

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The badge on Elias Thorne’s chest hung limp against his shirt, a small plastic rectangle that no longer held any authority. He stood before the heavy oak doors of Director Halloway’s office, the air in the corridor smelling of ozone and stale coffee, and waited for the silence to break. Halloway did not look up from his screen; the blue light of the monitor cast a cold, sterile glow over his...

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