The Distant Legend
The ledger is heavier than it looks, Elias, and you know why. Julian Sterling’s voice did not rise; it simply occupied the air, a flat, expensive thing that pressed against the dust motes dancing in the slant of afternoon light. He stood by the window of the study, his back to the room, watching the manicured lawns where the estate’s value was being slowly bled out by time and neglect. You,...
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