The Distant Machine
The ledger showed four hundred and twelve pounds in unaccounted expenditures, a sum that made Elias Thorne’s stomach turn with a specific, acidic dread that had nothing to do with hunger. He sat in the study of the university, the clock on the mantelpiece ticking with a mechanical indifference that grated against his nerves, and he looked at the ink-stained blotter where he had just tallied the...
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