The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

Elias Thorne kept his back straight. It was a habit. A necessity. The chair in the library was old, carved from oak that had seen better centuries, and the cushions were worn to the color of dried blood. He sat in it every evening. He waited. His hands rested on his knees. They were steady. They were not the hands of a man who trembled. He was the steward. He managed the accounts. He managed...

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