The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

Thorne. The name was not spoken by a voice but by the grit under his fingernails, a rough, scraping summons that pulled Elias Thorne from the dark. He woke with his hand pressed flat against the sheets, the cotton slick with sweat, and he knew before he opened his eyes that the mark was there. He did not need to look. He knew the weight of it, the faint, raised ridge that ran from his wrist to...

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