The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The leather case was cold, damp, and heavy in Elias Thorne’s hands, a weight that seemed to pull at his wrists as he stepped out of the taxi. Oakhaven was not the place he remembered. The rain had turned the cobblestones into dark mirrors, reflecting the flickering gas lamps and the grey sky above. He was forty-two, and he looked older, his face a map of lines carved by sleepless nights and bad...

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