The Wistful Skyline
The pension review form lay open on the desk, a sheet of heavy, cream-colored stock that smelled faintly of the vanilla-scented toner used in the basement print room, and Elias Thorne stared at the line item for "Methodological Consistency," which was left blank, waiting for a signature that he did not yet know if he could give, while the sound of the air conditioning unit in the corner of his...
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