The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The rain had been falling since four in the morning, a steady, gray drizzle that turned the cobblestones of Oakhaven into slick, reflective mirrors, and Elias Thorne stood before the locked office of Director Halloway, his knuckles white around the handle of his leather briefcase, waiting for a man who had promised to see him by nine. "You are late, Elias," a voice called from the hallway, dry...

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