Fics like Beth's Gift

All things must end. Beth has died. She had secrets. Can Mick bear to uncover them? Josef sighed and gave Mick a long, level look. Then he shifted on the heels of his smart and very expensive shoes and went to a small cabinet, part, Mick saw, of his elaborate drinks cupboard. A wave of chilled air informed him that it was some sort of refrigeration unit. Josef, head slightly bent and regarding Mick from under his brows, turned back toward him, holding an ornately carved casket, the size of a large shoe box. Mick's nostrils flared. There was something, the scent of which—so minute, almost imagined—he should not have been able to register. "Josef!" he exclaimed in a strained whisper. His friend balanced the small chest on his spread left hand and raised the lid with his right. Inside, a container made of cut crystal lay upon a bed of midnight blue velvet. "Don't hit me until after you've learned everything."

Fics like Beth's Gift

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