The Wistful Incense

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The banquet hall of St. Jude’s Orphanage was not meant for feasts, but on the night of the annual assessment, it had been scrubbed and set for a hundred guests who would never arrive, leaving only the ghost of a celebration to hover in the stale air. Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old and possessed of a watchman’s stoic patience, stood by the service entrance, his hand resting on the cold iron...

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