The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The ledger was closed, but the numbers did not stop moving in Elias Thorne’s mind. They swam in the peripheral vision, white ghosts against the darkening window of the cargo van, a persistent arithmetic of loss that no amount of rubbing could wipe away. He drove north, away from the city where his reputation had curdled into a sour, sticky thing, away from the boardroom where his partner had...

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