The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The envelope was sealed with red wax, a stark, bloody dot against the gray manila. I held it in my left hand, the thumb pressing the crease, while my right hand rested on the steering wheel of the Crown Victoria. The rain had stopped, leaving the streets slick and black, reflecting the sodium lights of the parking lot. I am Elias Thorne, a federal marshal with twelve years of service, and I...

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