The Wistful Cipher

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The coffee was too hot, the steam rising in a perfect, steady column that cut through the haze of Vane’s vision like a blade. "You’re shaking, Arthur," Silas said, his voice light, almost playful, as he set the cup on the blotter. "Take a sip. It’s fresh from the pot. Two shillings a pound for the beans, I told the boy not to skimp." Vane reached for the cup, his fingers trembling not from fear...

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