The Faded Road
Thorne. The name was a slap against the glass of the room, spoken by Director Halloway with the casual cruelty of a man dropping a coin into a slot. Elias Thorne straightened his tie, the silk rough against his throat, and watched the junior officer, Julian, step into the light of the chandeliers. The annual gala was a suffocating affair, the air thick with the scent of stale wine and the sweat...
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