The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The crystal decanter caught the light of the chandelier, refracting the amber whiskey into a web of fractured gold across the mahogany table. Elias Thorne sat at the edge of the round table, his posture rigid, his eyes fixed on the silver platter of roasted duck that Chief Miller was carving with surgical precision. The banquet hall of the precinct was a cathedral of excess, filled with the low...

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