The Distant Clue
The letter was printed on heavy, cream-colored stock, the kind the mine company used for official notices. Sheriff Elias Thorne held it under the fluorescent light of his desk, the paper humming with a faint, static charge. It was a severance notice. Effective immediately. He signed it without reading the fine print, his hand steady despite the tremor in his left knee. He placed the pen in its...
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