The Faded Masquerade

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The letter from the Ministry of the Interior lay open on the desk, the ink still wet, the seal broken with a jagged tear that spoke of haste. Inspector Elias Thorne read the final line for the third time, his thumb rubbing the crease in the paper until the fiber frayed, and then he set it down beside the cold cup of tea that had been sitting there since the morning shift began. He was forty...

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