The Tenant of Blackwood House

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I. The carriage wheels crunched over frost-hardened gravel as Thomas Hale stepped down into the Yorkshire mud. Five years. Five years in Newgate's eastern wing, where the walls were thicker than the men and the silence louder than the bells. He had expected the world outside to be different. It was not. The same grey sky, the same biting wind, the same feeling of being watched by something that...

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