The Missing Ledger

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The humidity in Oakhaven didn't just cling to the skin; it seeped into the soul, bringing with it the smell of damp earth and ancient rot. Elias walked through the overgrown lanes of the town, his suit jacket clinging to his back. He was a man of law, a creature of evidence, but Oakhaven felt like a place where evidence went to die. He had returned to the town to reclaim the Blackwood estate,...

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