The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The lilies were white, yes, but they were the white of old bone, not the white of fresh petals. They sat on the desk of Director Halloway, who had been dead for three days, and the smell that rose from the vase was not the sweet, narcotic scent of the flower but a thick, cloying rot that seemed to seep into the wood grain of the desk itself. I stood in the doorway of the private study, my hand...

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