The Distant Summer
The letter lay on the kitchen table, the paper yellowed and stiff, the ink a faded violet that smeared slightly when you touched it. It was from the Town Council, and it did not ask for your resignation; it simply stated that your authority as Sheriff of Oakhaven was suspended pending an inquiry into the disappearance of Thomas Vane. You read it twice, the second time slower, letting the words...
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