The Faded Quadrant

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The chandeliers in the Bureau’s grand hall swung gently, casting pools of amber light that seemed to hover above the heads of two hundred men in uniform, a suspended weight that Elias Thorne felt pressing against his temples. He stood at the edge of the marble floor, his tuxedo fitting poorly over the rigid posture of a man who had spent twenty years guarding a line that did not exist on any...

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