The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The blueprints were not sentimental clutter, but Halloway said the words with the casual, dismissive weight of a man tossing a receipt into a wastebasket, and the sound of the paper tearing in the air was sharper than the hum of the air conditioning unit that had been running, stale and hot, since seven in the morning. Elias Thorne sat with his hands folded on the table, the leather of his...

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