The Distant Affair

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The letter lay on the oak desk, the ink still wet, smelling of iron and rain. Elias read it twice, the paper trembling in his hands not from fear, but from the sudden, cold clarity of the trap. Dr. Aris’s signature was sharp, angular, a cut that bled no blood but left a scar. *Withdraw the claim,* it said, *or I expose the ledger.* Elias folded the paper, tucked it into his shirt pocket, and...

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