The Wistful Throne

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Three hundred and twelve bolts. That was the count in the ledger Elias kept in his breast pocket, the paper soft and worn from the friction of his thumb. He sat in the driver’s seat of his truck, the engine idling with a low, rhythmic thrum that vibrated through the steering wheel and into his wrists. The air in the cabin smelled of old coffee and diesel, a scent that had clung to the fabric of...

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