The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The ink was fading. I watched it bleed into the grain of the mahogany desk, a dark bruise spreading under the fluorescent lights of the General Affairs office. My badge hung heavy on my chest, a cold weight against the wool of my tunic. It was a symbol of order. It was a symbol of me. The paper on the desk was a report. It was my report. I had served the Directorate for twenty years. Twenty...

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