The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The letter was in the ledger, tucked between the pages for 1894 and 1895, and Elias knew he was dead the moment his fingers brushed the brittle edge. "Did you find it?" Martha asked, not looking up from her desk. She was sorting a stack of donation receipts, her pen moving in short, sharp strokes. The office smelled of dust and old paper, a dry, suffocating scent that coated the back of Elias’s...

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