The Wistful Dinner

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The bell rang. Not a dinner bell, nor the toll of vespers, but a sharp, metallic shriek that tore through the quiet of the library like a blade through silk. Julian Vance did not startle. He had been expecting it. He had been expecting it for three days, ever since the ink had dried on the letter that had cost him his tenure, his reputation, and perhaps his soul. The room was dim, lit only by...

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