The Faded Quadrant

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Chapter One Could a man be trusted with the iron bones of the empire? That was the question Colonel Harker had asked, not with words, but with the way he held the file, his knuckles white against the manila, the air in the office heavy with wet wool and stale tobacco. Naveed Abbasi, thirty-four years old, a railway inspector whose hands were mapped with the calluses of a lifetime spent on...

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