The Wistful Dinner

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The letter lay on the mahogany desk, its edges curling slightly in the dry air of the study, and Elias Thorne held a fountain pen poised above the signature line, the nib trembling so violently that the ink bled into the paper before he had even drawn the first stroke. He was forty years old, a constable with twenty-two years of service, and he wanted to retire before the anniversary of his...

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