Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

out a small box covered in blue velvet.

“We wanted to give you this,” Price said, sliding the box across the white tablecloth. “A small token of appreciation for your fifteen years of service to the community.”

I opened the velvet lid to find a small, heavy brass desk clock, its polished casing reflecting the light from the window.

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