The Golden Circuit

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"Thorne." The name hung in the thin air of the kitchen, called out by no one, yet loud enough to rattle the teacups in the cupboard. Elias Thorne, forty-two, stood by the stove, his hands hovering over the cast-iron kettle, listening to the silence of the farmhouse that had grown too loud for his liking. He was a retired border patrol officer, a man who had spent twenty years watching the line...

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