The Wistful Crossroads

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The rain in Oakhaven did not fall; it descended like a verdict, cold and relentless against the slate roofs. Elias Thorne stepped off the train, his heavy wool coat already damp, the fabric absorbing the moisture until it felt less like clothing and more like a second skin of wet lead. He was thirty-four, a municipal inspector with a ledger in his hand and a debt on his mind that weighed...

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