The Wistful Letter
"Did you think I would forgive you for the debt, Elias? Or did you think I would simply wait for the ledger to come back?" The words hung in the damp air of the cell, not spoken by a living voice but etched into the rough limestone wall in chalk, a ghost of a conversation that had ended three months prior. Sergeant Elias Thorne pressed his thumb against the jagged edge of the letter he was...
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