The Faded Portrait
The brass badge sat heavy in your palm, the metal cold and rough against the skin, its surface scratched by years of use in the pocket of a uniform that no longer fit your shoulders. You were Elias Thorne, sheriff of Harrow County, and you had exactly forty-eight hours to secure the budget for the new jail wing before the board vote on Friday. The opposing force was not the budget line, but the...
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