The Faded Apartment

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The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet, smelling faintly of iron and wet earth. Elias Thorne smoothed the crease with a thumb that felt too large for the delicate task, his eyes scanning the official seal of the County Constabulary. It was a promotion, or rather, a transfer to a larger town, contingent on the resolution of the Alderman’s disappearance. He wanted the badge, the weight of...

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