The Distant Affair
The locket is cold against your chest. It has been cold for three days, a small, metallic ice forming in the center of your sternum. You are Elias Thorne. You are thirty-two. You are a junior actuary at the Meridian Insurance Exchange. You need the senior clerk position. You need it by Friday. The debt is six hundred pounds. Your sister, Clara, died in the winter of 1901. The interest has...
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