The Wistful Cipher

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The letter arrived on a Tuesday, smelling of wet wool and stale tobacco. Elias Thorne held it in his gloved hand, the paper damp and soft as skin. He worked in the basement of the Sterling & Vane Archival Firm, a place where history was cataloged, boxed, and forgotten. His job was simple. He dusted. He labeled. He moved the dead from one shelf to another. But today, the envelope contained a...

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