The Pale Exile
"Your file has been flagged for a data anomaly." The clerk did not look up from his screen. He was young, with a tie that hung loose and a desk cluttered with forms that smelled of wet paper and stale coffee. I had been standing in that office for three hours, my breath misting in the cold air of the Bureau, waiting for the decision that would keep Kenji in this town. The winter freeze was two...
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