The Wistful Cipher

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The cufflink hummed against Elias Thorne’s wrist, a low, cold vibration that cut through the roar of the orchestra at Blackwood Manor. He adjusted the silver band, feeling the damp chill of the metal seep into his skin, a sensation that had no business existing in the heated ballroom. The air smelled of stale perfume and expensive tobacco, a thick, suffocating layer that pressed against his...

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