The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The gravel crunched under my boots as I stepped onto the deck of the iron truss bridge, the air in Oakhaven thick with the smell of wet pine and old rust. I am Elias Thorne, a structural engineer by trade and a man who believes that the world can be solved with a theodolite and a cold equation. My contract was simple: assess the load-bearing capacity of the bridge by Friday, certify it for...

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