The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The light in the inspector’s office was the color of old milk, filtering through the grimy windowpane and pooling on the desk where he sat. He did not look up as I entered, his fingers drumming a slow, rhythmic beat against the wood, a sound that seemed to hollow out the air between us. "You are late, Elias," he said, his voice flat and dry as parchment. "The morning shift has already begun....

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