The Good Samaritan's Price
I. Julian Ashworth opened his eyes to the sound of rain against the window of his East End office and understood, with the quiet clarity that came to him most often at 4 AM, that he was a man who had spent his life doing good things and that this had not made him good — it had simply made him useful. He was forty-six years old. He had been adopted at age four by Reginald and Lady Catherine...
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