The Faded Road
The letter lay on the kitchen table, its edges curling slightly in the dry air, the ink of the bank manager’s signature still fresh and black against the cream stock. Elias Thorne stared at the document, his thumb hovering over the bolded clause that designated Julian as the sole legal representative for the transfer of real property, a bureaucratic weight that pressed down on his chest before...
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