The Wistful Cipher

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"Did you hear it, Elias? The rhythm of the wood against the stone?" The question hung in the damp air of the magistrate’s office, heavy and wet as the wool coat draped over the chair. Elias Thorne did not answer. He sat on the edge of the leather settee, his hands resting on his knees, feeling the cold seep through the fabric of his trousers. The room smelled of stale pipe tobacco and the...

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