The People's Chronicle
Chapter One The bell on the door of the basement newsroom didn't ring anymore. The spring had broken in 1928, and Calloway hadn't bothered to fix it. He didn't need a bell. He needed coffee, and the machine on the counter could only make mud. Thomas Calloway sat at his desk and stared at the typewriter. It was a Smith Corona, second-hand, missing the letter Q. He didn't need Q. He had written...
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