The Wistful Skyline
The glass walls of the Meridian Trust headquarters hummed with a low, electric frequency that Elias Thorne had long since learned to mistake for silence. It was a Tuesday evening in late October, and the junior archivist sat in the sub-basement, surrounded by the dust-motes of a century, his fingers hovering over the index card for Julian Vane’s final estate. Elias wanted tenure, a simple,...
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