The Golden Greenhouse

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The hand of Sergeant Elias Thorne was stained with green sap when he dropped the envelope on the Bureau counter. It was a thick, cream-colored thing, sealed with wax that had cooled into a jagged scar. He wanted his name back. The raid in the district had gone wrong, three of his men dead, the evidence lost in a fire that smelled of pine and ozone, and the Bureau’s rigid machinery had ground...

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