The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The ledger was cold, its spine cracked, the pages brittle as old bone. Elias held it against his chest, the leather cover damp with the sweat of his palms. It was the only thing he owned that mattered, a record of debts and credits that had once kept the household of Bradshaw afloat. Now it was a weapon, or perhaps a noose. He stood in the shadow of the city gate, the stone walls of Oakhaven...

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