The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Ramon Uribe woke with the taste of dry clay in his mouth and the memory of a white line stretching out before him, endless and blinding. He was thirty-four years old, a tax collector in a city that owed him nothing but dust, and he had wanted to clear his name for five years. The system had labeled him a rogue, a man who had beaten a detainee in the heat of the moment, but Ramon knew he had...

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