The Distant Garden

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The name hangs in the air, sharp as a dropped glass. "Thorne." You look up from the ledger. The ink is still wet on the final column, a dark smear that looks like a bruise. Mr. Vane stands in the doorway of your office, his tie knotted tight, his face the color of old plaster. He does not enter. He simply stands there, blocking the light from the corridor, and the shadow he casts falls across...

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