The Pale Bonsai
The ledger weighs four ounces. You know this because you have held it in your left hand while the right hand counted the brass fasteners on the cover, one by one, until the count reached thirty-two. The light from the gas lamp is low, a yellow bruise on the mahogany desk. You are Elias Thorne, fifty-two years old, Senior Inspector of the Imperial Customs Bureau. You want to go home. You want to...
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