The Wistful Dinner

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The numbers on the screen were wrong, Elias knew they were wrong, but he could not remember why. He sat in the soundproofed office on the fourteenth floor, the air scrubbed of dust and scent until it tasted like metal and ozone. The deadline for the demolition permit for the Blackwood Mill was forty-eight hours away. On the desk, his steel tumbler sat half-full of cold coffee, the liquid dark...

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