The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The coffee in the mug was cold, a dark, stagnant pool that reflected the fluorescent hum of the interrogation room. Elias Thorne sat across from Judge Arthur Vane, watching the older man’s hands rest calmly on the steel table, fingers unclasped, posture relaxed in a way that suggested he was waiting for a train rather than an arrest. Elias wanted the promotion, the badge that would finally...

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