The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The train was late. Again. Elias Vance stood on the platform at Oakhaven Station. His coat was old. The wool had pilled. It smelled of damp wool and coal smoke. He watched the tracks. Nothing moved. Just the gray sky. Just the empty steel. He was fifty-two. He looked older. His hair was thinning. His hands shook. A little. Not much. Just enough. He was a detective. Or he had been. For thirty...

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