The Wistful Throne

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The air in the St. Jude’s Federal Correctional Facility did not smell of sweat or old urine, as one might expect in a place where three thousand men lived in concrete boxes, but instead carried a faint, cloying sweetness that Elias Thorne could not quite identify, a scent that clung to the back of his throat like a bad taste after a meal. He was thirty-four years old, a warden with a reputation...

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