The Wistful Silence

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"Did you see the ledger, Arthur? Did you look at page forty-two?" The voice was thin, brittle, like dry twigs snapping under a boot. Arthur Vane did not answer. He sat in the corner of the waiting room, his hands folded in his lap, watching the dust motes drift in the single shaft of afternoon light that cut through the heavy velvet curtains. The room smelled of floor wax and old paper, a scent...

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