The Faded Portrait

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The dust tasted of iron and old paper. It coated my tongue, a gritty film that my saliva could not dissolve. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two, a senior inspector in the Metropolitan Police, and I have six days to clear my name before the tribunal convenes on Friday. The opposing force is not a man, nor a rival, but the rotting foundation of the precinct building itself, a structure I have sworn to...

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