The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The foreman’s voice cracked like a dry branch against the wind, calling out Elias’s name from the edge of the pier. Elias Thorne looked up from his clipboard, the paper trembling in his hand as the cold sea air bit through his wool coat. He was forty-two years old, and he needed the pension. He needed the signature on the final structural integrity report for the Oakhaven seawall, a concrete...

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