The Faded Chronicle

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The name was called out by the clerk, Elias, not with urgency but with the flat, procedural tone of a man checking a box on a list, and Arthur Vane looked up from his desk, his eyes adjusting to the grey light of the October afternoon filtering through the tall, leaded windows of the Meridian Insurance Exchange. "Mr. Vane, the Director would like a word in his office," Elias said, his gaze...

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