The Distant Garden
The warrant was a single sheet of heavy bond paper, the kind that felt substantial in the hand, heavier than the cardboard folder it came in. I held it up to the fluorescent light of the squad car, checking the seal, the signature, the date. October 14, 2024. The debt was $4.2 million, accrued in interest and penalties over a decade. My job was simple: seize the Blackwood estate, satisfy the...
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