The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The storm broke at dawn, tearing the sky open over the Kestrel Valley. Elias Thorne stood on the ridge, his coat soaked through, watching the river swell with the ferocity of a living thing. He was forty-five, a border patrol commander with twenty-two years of service etched into the lines of his face, and his heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. The mandatory retirement date...

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