The Faded Shield
The lock on the office door was not broken, but the silence inside was shattered, a violent, jagged thing that greeted Elias Thorne as he pushed the heavy oak panel open. He stood frozen in the hallway, the key still trembling in his hand, staring at the overturned desk and the scattered papers that lay like dead leaves on the polished floor. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic bird...
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