The Faded Portrait

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The dossier landed on the desk with a wet, heavy thud, the sound of a body hitting a riverbank. "You have until noon, Elias." Vane stood in the doorway of the investigation office, his silhouette framed by the grey light of the corridor. He did not enter. He never did. He simply watched, his hands clasped behind his back, the posture of a man observing a rat in a trap. The air in the room was...

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