The Distant Threshold
The letter lay on the desk, heavy as a brick, the ink still damp where Director Halloway had signed it. Clara Vane picked it up, the paper trembling slightly in her fingers, and read the words that ended her life as she knew it. "Effective immediately, your position is suspended pending a full internal investigation into the theft of the emerald brooch." She folded the paper, smoothing the...
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