The Wistful Saga
"The dosage is wrong, sir." Captain Arthur Vance did not look up from the ledger. His pen scratched against the paper. The sound was dry. It was the only sound in the house. Rain tapped against the windowpane. A steady, rhythmic tapping. Like a clock. Like a heart. Arthur kept his head down. He calculated. The numbers were simple. Three units of strychnine. Two units of potassium. One unit of...
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