The Golden Downtown

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The letter lay on the desk, its edges curled like dry leaves, the ink a faded violet that seemed to bleed into the grain of the wood. Eleanor Vance read it twice, her finger tracing the line where Marcus had signed his name, the signature slanted and sharp as a blade. It was a notice of review, a bureaucratic ghost of a threat that promised an audit of her files before the fiscal year ended....

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