The Wistful Cipher

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The rain fell like a judgment. It hammered against the rusted iron gates of the estate, a relentless, rhythmic pounding that matched the beating of my own heart. I was wet. My uniform, the dark wool of the Royal Constabulary, clung to my skin, heavy and cold. I had come here to solve a murder. A simple thing. A body in a cellar. A thief in a house. That was the brief. That was the logic. I...

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