The Wistful Cipher
The ledger weighed four pounds, twelve ounces, and the truth it held weighed more than the man who carried it. Elias Thorne counted the hours since his arrival at Blackwood Manor: seven days, four hours, and the fading light of the second evening. He stood in the hallway, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and old paper, his hand resting on the hilt of his revolver. He wanted the...
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