The Wistful Cipher

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The silence in the Whitmore house was not empty; it was dense, a physical weight that settled into the joints of the floorboards and the grain of the mahogany. Elias Thorne, the house detective, adjusted the silver-rimmed spectacles that had been his late father’s, feeling the familiar cold pressure against the bridge of his nose. He stood in the center of the drawing room, a space preserved...

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