The Clockwork Farce
The office of the Mayor of New York was a temple of mahogany and hypocrisy, where the air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the quiet desperation of men who had sold their souls for a seat at the table. Julian Thorne, the Chief of Staff, moved through this space like a ghost in a tailored suit. He was the man who knew where every body was buried, not because he had dug the...
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