The Wistful Cipher
The envelope on the desk was not sealed, which was the first anomaly that Dr. Elias Thorne noticed, standing in the quiet hum of the archive room where the dust motes danced in the single beam of afternoon light like suspended galaxies, and he knew with a cold, visceral certainty that the seal had been broken, not by his own hands, but by someone who had known exactly where to press, and this...
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