The Faded Quadrant

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The smell of boiled grain and copper hung thick in the air of Cell Block C, a suffocating blanket that Elias Thorne could taste on the back of his tongue. He stood in the doorway, his uniform pressed and stiff, watching the paramedics lift his son, Julian, from the floor. The boy was nineteen, broad-shouldered and strong, but he lay limp in their arms, his face a mask of pale bruises and...

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