The Double Life of Lord Blackwood

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Edmund Blackwood woke on the floor of an alley in Whitechapel, and the first thing he noticed was the blood. Not his blood. He checked himself quickly, methodically, the way a man checks a car after an accident: tires, engine, body. Everything intact. The blood was on his hands, dark and sticky and already drying in the cold London air of November 1891. It was under his fingernails. It was on...

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