The Distant Journey

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Chapter One Zoran Sargsyan’s hand shook as he pulled the dispatch from the slot. The paper was damp, the ink blurring where the low cloud had seeped through the window of the precinct. He was thirty-two, a salt official by trade, though the badge on his chest marked him as a captain of the city watch. His fingers, usually steady enough to weigh grains of salt on a brass scale, now trembled with...

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