The Wistful Cipher

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The rain slicked the cobblestones until they shone like wet glass, and Elias Thorne pressed the leather-bound ledger against his chest, feeling the damp seep through the wool of his coat. He was forty-two, though the grey in his beard suggested a man who had carried more years than he actually had. Behind him, the grey stone façade of St. Jude’s Orphanage loomed, its windows dark and empty, a...

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