The Wistful Silence

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The champagne flute cracked against the crystal rim of the center table, sending a spray of bubbles across the silk tablecloth. Elias Thorne froze, his left hand suspended in mid-air, the tremor in his fingers vibrating with a frequency that matched the low hum of the air conditioning. He was thirty-four years old, a senior actuary at Meridian Risk, and he had just been promoted to Director of...

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