The Wistful Cipher

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Chapter One Was it the ink that was fading, or was it the light? Yui Hayashi asked the question aloud in the counting room of her father’s old merchant house, the air heavy with damp cedar and the metallic tang of old coins. She was thirty-four, a forensic linguist by trade, though in this machiya she was merely the daughter who had not left. Her eyes, already strained by the early glaucoma...

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