The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The envelope weighed exactly four ounces. I knew because I had held it against the scale in the breakroom, a small brass thing with a cracked face, just to be sure. Director Halloway stood behind me, his tie pulled straight, his voice flat and dry as the dust on the shelf. "It’s morphine, Elias," he said. "Found in your truck. Sealed. Unmarked. Your fingerprints on the cap. That’s negligence,...

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