The Wistful Cipher

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You will not answer that question, Inspector. The words hung in the stale air of the stone hall, heavy and cold as the mist that pressed against the highland windows, and Elias Thorne felt the familiar ache in his lower back, a dull, grinding pain that had settled into his spine during the long carriage ride from the valley below. He stood before the desk of Magistrate Aldous Vane, a man whose...

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