The Pale Letter
Thorne. Thorne, we need to talk about your output metrics." The voice came from the doorway of the records room, sharp and clipped, cutting through the humid air that always seemed to cling to the basement level of the Sterling Municipal Building. I looked up from the microfiche reader, my fingers still resting on the cold metal handle. Mr. Halloway stood there, his tie slightly askew, the...
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