The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The letter was warm. That was the first wrong thing. Paper should be cold, dead, inert. But the folded slip in Elias Thorne’s breast pocket radiated a heat like a fevered forehead, pressing against his ribs with a rhythmic, insistent pulse. He was forty-two, a sergeant with twenty years of service, and he had not slept in three days. He needed to clear his name before the tribunal, a task that...

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