The Distant Metropolis

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The air in the municipal annex office was stale, recycled through ducts that had not been cleaned since the previous administration, and Elias Thorne stood before the desk of the junior clerk, his chest heaving not from exertion but from a rage so cold it had turned his blood to ice. He wanted the budget line approved, a simple transfer of funds that would secure the Thorne House, his ancestral...

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