The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The lock on Cell 4 was rusted, a stubborn thing that had not been serviced since the last budget cut, and Arthur Vane’s fingers bled against the brass as he turned the pick. He was forty years old, and his knees ached with the damp cold of the basement, but the pain was a useful anchor. He needed to prove Elias was a thief, a simple delusional man who stole cutlery to feel something, not a...

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