The Golden Greenhouse
The hum in the Meridian Insurance Exchange was not a sound so much as a pressure, a low vibration that settled into the molars and stayed there. Arthur Vane, thirty years old and junior actuary, pressed his thumb against the ledger until the skin whitened, trying to push the sensation down. He needed the permanent position. He needed the salary to clear the debts left by his sister, Elise, who...
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