The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink on the ledger page was still wet when Elias Thorne noticed the error. It was a small thing, a discrepancy in the ration stamps for Private Miller, but in the gray light of the outpost office, it looked like a wound. Elias was forty-five years old, and his hands, once steady enough to handle a rifle at two hundred yards, now trembled slightly when he held a pen. He had been at Oakhaven...

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