The Omniscope

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The Omniscope

The fog in London did not roll in. It descended, heavy and yellow and smelling of coal smoke and river water, like a blanket dropped from the sky. James Moriarty had learned to love the fog during the war, when it was the only thing that kept you alive if you had to move through a city at night. Now, in the winter of 1946, the fog was just another inconvenience, another reason why his career...

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