The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The vial was blue, a cold, impossible blue that did not match the snow or the bruised sky above the ridge, and Elias Thorne held it in a hand that had begun to feel less like flesh and more like a tool left too long in the frost. He was thirty-four, a border patrol officer with twelve years of service and a debt that weighed heavier than his service rifle, and the house behind him, the...

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