The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The letter was thick, cream-colored, and smelled of the stale tobacco that permeated every office in the Department of Internal Revenue. Thomas Bradshaw sat at his desk in the cramped room on the fourth floor, the window stuck with the humidity of the July heat, and read the document for the third time. It was a formal reprimand. It cited his failure to confiscate the contraband ledger during...

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