The Wistful Cipher

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The rain against the windowpane of the precinct’s basement archive sounded like a thousand small accusations. You sat in the blue glow of the desk lamp, the air thick with the scent of wet wool and old paper, and watched the dust motes dance in the harsh light. On the table before you lay the object that had ruined your life, or at least, the version of your life you thought you had. It was a...

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