The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The dossier is rejected. I stood before the desk of Director Halloway, the folder heavy in my hands, the paper rustling like dry leaves. The office smelled of burnt coffee and stale tobacco, a sharp, acrid scent that clung to the back of my throat. Halloway did not look up. He was sorting through a stack of memos, his fingers moving with the mechanical precision of a clockmaker. I waited. The...

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