Staining the Hand
Gerald was reading the files one by one meticulously, his eyes gazing upon the numbers that seemed odd to him. The mayor interlaced his finger and beads of sweat are noticeable in his temple despite the temperature of the night breeze in the city. “Hm…” Gerald let out a weak sound, his eyes furrowed as he took a closer look at the paper in his hand. “May I ask what you’re looking for, your highness?” The mayor asked with a trembling voice. “Why are you so nervous? I’m just digging for treasures.” He replied firmly. “Digging for treasures?” He said in dumbstruck. “For unaccounted-for expenditures, to be precise. One pile is requested for budgetary appropriations, the other is income and expenditures, and lastly the complaints. Even if the amounts requested and the amount spent match
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